Today I was thinking to myself, “What was the point in even getting up today.” After thinking for a really long time I decided that there was truly no point, today was a waste. Now I’ve decided that I’m done with life. No, I’m not killing myself, I’m just giving up. I’m not going to strive for anything anymore, or want anything anymore. I’m even going to watch all my passion simmer away. I’m done deciding on things and thinking about consequences. I’ve decided I’m just going to sit back and watch myself wither away into an emptiness I wish I could convey. I’m so done.
I’m glad I realized that I only have two close friends. Maybe even only two people worth calling a ‘friend’. Fucking ridiculous.
I’ve always wanted too give my friends my personal blog,
Not for sympathy but for them too know that i know what it’s like,
That i’m not the one with the strong exterior.
For them to actually know me, know what i’m going through.
I just updated it, and i want to cry because of how pathetic i am.
When guys ask me to sext, I turn it around on them saying its super lame.
And then they get all awkward and say,
‘oh, I was just joking, sexting is stupid lol, I don’t sext.’
I enjoy the laughs I consume