hello, my name is none of your concern

Just listen, and judge me for what you think I’m worth.

I’ve been lurking this site for years. somehow when I think I’ve reached my brink there’s something about it that’s so quiet. I come here and I get to peer into the lives of others and delude myself into thinking that I’m actually closer to any of them. It makes me feel less empty, even if it ‘s just for a little bit. I don’t know if it’s all the medication I’m on, which is currently five, that has been making me so numb and devoid of life. I want to die, while simultaneously not being depressed enough to actually go through with something. I wish for today to end, and then tomorrow comes, and everything repeats until we’re all done rotting.  I don’t really know what I want out of this, friends maybe? I doubt it though.  I suppose I’ll just come here to write something every day, that way time stops for just a little.