there is none
i think
and then i wonder about what i thought about.
its not that fun.
but, still.
i thought.
right now i do feel weird. like i dont know how to feel. i want....
thats just it. somethings missing and i dont know what.
im happy, im content, and whatever else you throw in here. but im just lacking something.
maybe its sleep. maybe its life. maybe its lack of life. is it possible to have too much? yes, suppose it is. but fuck it.
i dont know what to think. and i just had to write that somewhere. so here it is. i dont know what to think. but here i do know that i am happy, and that i am content. i also know that i am bored. and when im bored my mind wanders retartedly and pointlessly.so lets forget. now. about life. for 10 minutes, and remember death
and then i wonder about what i thought about.
its not that fun.
but, still.
i thought.
right now i do feel weird. like i dont know how to feel. i want....
thats just it. somethings missing and i dont know what.
im happy, im content, and whatever else you throw in here. but im just lacking something.
maybe its sleep. maybe its life. maybe its lack of life. is it possible to have too much? yes, suppose it is. but fuck it.
i dont know what to think. and i just had to write that somewhere. so here it is. i dont know what to think. but here i do know that i am happy, and that i am content. i also know that i am bored. and when im bored my mind wanders retartedly and pointlessly.so lets forget. now. about life. for 10 minutes, and remember death