welcome to summer
I don't remember how many days it's been since last I felt like my emotions were going to leak out through my toes. That's not because it's been such a long time... it's because I don't have any concept of day length or the passage of time.
I spent today asleep and lazy. I have no job. I have no motivation. I have no cute shoes. I have no jeans that fit. And I have no job.... no money, no responsibility, no reason to get up in the morning. Everything I do, I mess up. Everything I don't do, I mess up. I cannot handle my emotional baggage alone, and I have too many morals to just drop it off on someone else and let them take care of me because I can't take care of myself.
I put on a pair of too-tight jeans and kept on my pajama shirt. I didn't eat breakfast til 2 or dinner til 10. I never brushed my hair. I stayed ashamed of myself all day.
So really, it's just the same as it was a week, or was it two? ago... when I layed in bed all day and felt sorry for myself and just felt tired of the world and the way it's going. Only now, I haven't got a sunburn. I've just got melancholy. Sometimes, I can forget everything. Most of the time, I can't stop thinking.
How long do I have to wait to be normal again? Or how long does it take to finally realize that you're cracked?
I spent today asleep and lazy. I have no job. I have no motivation. I have no cute shoes. I have no jeans that fit. And I have no job.... no money, no responsibility, no reason to get up in the morning. Everything I do, I mess up. Everything I don't do, I mess up. I cannot handle my emotional baggage alone, and I have too many morals to just drop it off on someone else and let them take care of me because I can't take care of myself.
I put on a pair of too-tight jeans and kept on my pajama shirt. I didn't eat breakfast til 2 or dinner til 10. I never brushed my hair. I stayed ashamed of myself all day.
So really, it's just the same as it was a week, or was it two? ago... when I layed in bed all day and felt sorry for myself and just felt tired of the world and the way it's going. Only now, I haven't got a sunburn. I've just got melancholy. Sometimes, I can forget everything. Most of the time, I can't stop thinking.
How long do I have to wait to be normal again? Or how long does it take to finally realize that you're cracked?