on you, lovely blog, but my new pocket journal is just so much more accessible during the day.
already it's seen more of me that you have in a while. anyways. my life is hell at this point, outside of a few saving graces. i'm too tired to keep up like this. i can feel the emptiness inside of me slowly eating everything i know and love. it's been a long time since i've felt this attacked, especially by those who are supposed to be here for me. i just don't understand. it's the weirdest thing in the world to be emotionless, to feel drained and empty all of the time. it's like there's nothing worth anything left.
i don't understand this life anymore. i dont understand myself, i dont understand others, i dont understand the point.
which brings me to this:
is there anything worth looking for? worth loving for? worth lying for?
is there anything worth waiting for? worth living for? worth dying for?
dashboard confessional-i am missing
i don't know anymore.
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