I lie here now shedding tears because a new day is beginning and I don’t want it to. I don’t belong here. People in my house get up and act happy and actually function. I stay in bed playing dead. I have no motivation or ambition to get up. For what? I don’t have a job because I can’t work. I don’t have the will to exercise anymore because I don’t care about jackshit. A plane could crash into my room like Donnie Darko and I would be thankful it’s finally over.
I’ve lost the will to live. I used to fight. I fought so hard, […]