i’m so fucking unhappy right now. and lonely.
everything is so wrong right now, and i don’t even know how to fix it. worst part is, i don’t even know if i want to.
everything, just fucking everything, in my life right now is off. or wrong. just subtly enough that it’s tolerable, but if you really stare…i mean, if you really take a good fucking look it’s all wrong.
i can see things falling apart right in my hands. slipping through my fingers. and i’m not doing a fucking thing about it. because i’m exhausted, and i’ve lost my way.
you know? just…why should i even try anymore? i’m tired. i’m always trying…i just want to curl up in a ball and ignore the world around me, pretend it’s not there. pretend i’m not already pretending there aren’t problems everywhere i look.
that’s so cowardly, isn’t it?
but i don’t fucking care anymore.
