sometimes the hours and days mesh together in a string of restless, mindless indulgences. and i find that it doesn’t matter, because i don’t care what happens to me. it is no one’s fault except mine that i am both alone and lonely and it has taken me a long time to figure out that there is a difference.
maybe once i had possessed reason. maybe once, a too long time ago, i didn’t have the endless need to question everything i know and believe in. why why why why why. it’s exhausting.
and i am empty. i don’t want to be saved. i don’t want to be happy. i just want to feel nothing and be nothing and know nothing.
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I don’t care what you want, i want you to be something, i want you to have something, to feel something. And i think that if you keep looking you’ll find something.
Thank you.
Hellz yea anytime man
or girl (my bad)
Most people that go numb regret being numb after awhile.
Be careful what you wish for.