No means yes
Lately I feel so dull, I'm just sitting here sometimes, staring at my screen, at my hands, looking at the wrinkles, looking at the back of my hands. I don't know why I feel like this lately, I think all the good times last Friday all came back in the form if sadness the day after, which is kind of funny. Saturday I just felt so disgusting. I spent the day reading old entries in my journal and feeling bad about it. Have I changed for the better? Why don't boys like me more? It's so shitty. Fucking teenagers. And whatever, my grades in chemistry/math are extremely unsatisfactory. And it's just so ridiculous. I want to have a recess already. I want to indulge myself in a wonderful book. But then I look at myself and I just want things to happen without effort. Sometimes I wish life was like that.