Day whatever

I don't know how many days it has been since the pain started. I am not really keeping track of the time. I just know until today I still feel the same. Probably, the pain is my close friend now.

I have come to realize why people do stupid things after a broken heart. I am too doing something irrational. I have put myself at risk that I never thought I would do in this life time under a normal circumstance. When I think about it, the things I have been doing might lead to my untimely death, like we often saw in the first page of the local newspaper.

We tend to lose the ability to decide what's right and wrong. Don't even care how risky it could be, incapable of seeing the danger or possibilities of the dangers. Well, even though we can see it but pretending not to see it anyway. Or simply 'I don't give a damn about what will happen to me'.

My life depends solely on luck now. Whatever will happen, I'll let it be. I know I'll regret this but I don't give a damn!