Again and again...
current location: my bed, me heay
current mood: apathetic
current song: just traffic and the endless beeps of london
life generally just gets weirder, lonelier, harder and more fucked up then the sun shines and you forget why you were sad.
I think those might have been the truest words I ever wrote, they are wonderfully emo and yet they're true, true two years ago and true today...
....something feels off, i think i might have to do something soon or i'll sink, i'll just forget to tread water and the wave will wash over me and that'll it be, lost nothing worst really sucked into the vast and horrific ocean....how can i feel so fucking alone,
i am fundamentally flawed, why do all my entries sound like suicide notes?
nx





