this loneliness I need to be who I am
Alas, no Tuomas for Valentine’s Day. I suppose I can blame myself, as I shared my icon with everybody. No wonder, about ten other fangirls are praying to Cupid for the same thing. Oh well, another day alone.
I am getting rather tired of myself - I have started thinking, and I have once again discovered that I have no real purpose. I have no goals, and no talents to speak of. I have no life. No future. And I don’t even have to will to change anything.
I want to start again, change somehow, for the better. Be a healthier person, both physically and mentally. I want to change, but I don’t know how. I don’t know where to start. I haven’t the strength to.
Just thinking about it is tiring.
Perhaps I should just accept that I am nobody, and find a way to cope with it.
I’m afraid I don’t know which is harder. Oh bloody hell.
I really fucking hate myself at this moment.
‘No last words to say,
Only memories remain
A farewell then, my path goes forever on.’
I am getting rather tired of myself - I have started thinking, and I have once again discovered that I have no real purpose. I have no goals, and no talents to speak of. I have no life. No future. And I don’t even have to will to change anything.
I want to start again, change somehow, for the better. Be a healthier person, both physically and mentally. I want to change, but I don’t know how. I don’t know where to start. I haven’t the strength to.
Just thinking about it is tiring.
Perhaps I should just accept that I am nobody, and find a way to cope with it.
I’m afraid I don’t know which is harder. Oh bloody hell.
I really fucking hate myself at this moment.
‘No last words to say,
Only memories remain
A farewell then, my path goes forever on.’