yep
Did you ever notice that the wierdest shit hits you, affects you, warps your fucking mind, a colour a thought a movie a picture, some days even a sound. Then all tha you have is forgotten, all that you are is gone, and whats left? Most days not enough, most days.
Honestly the hardest question i ever seem to deal with is why? gettin gup in the morning is easy, just dont think about it, do it, routine habit, it keeps you alive, but why to what purpose?
now i know that this crap is sad and depressing, sorry for that the weekends hit me this way, all the quiet time, i'm usually better during the week, taht and happiness contentment, they have no motivation to share all my thoughts and feelings,
I feel tired, alone, sad, i dont really want to be awake, but sleep holds no solice. Later
Honestly the hardest question i ever seem to deal with is why? gettin gup in the morning is easy, just dont think about it, do it, routine habit, it keeps you alive, but why to what purpose?
now i know that this crap is sad and depressing, sorry for that the weekends hit me this way, all the quiet time, i'm usually better during the week, taht and happiness contentment, they have no motivation to share all my thoughts and feelings,
I feel tired, alone, sad, i dont really want to be awake, but sleep holds no solice. Later