It's like you exist for those short moments of my week, month, or year. where were you?

I hope all of these stupidness goes away.
All these uneasiness.
All of these gloomy feeling.
The gloomy feeling as though Death himself is just hovering over my head.

All this pain in the head, the stiffness of my neck, the occasionally crunching eardrums, and the swollen,painful tonsils.
I hope it all comes to an end very soon enough.