spectacular.

I have a tendency to disappear and keep myself quiet from others.

It makes me feel good yet horrible at the same time.

seven.

It's hard to say if it were actually worth my time.
The standing.
The waiting.
The pain you feel after a few hard hours.
The numbness from the cold.

Really, it's hard to say if it was worth your time.
To wait for something for so long, and then just to devour it in less than a so so minutes.
Where's the satisfaction in that?

seven.
damn.
hours.

The feeling's neutral.