when i think about the future, i see NOTHING.
i'm really tired knowing my life is not gonna go the way i want it to.
the part on career and aspirations a flop.
im waiting to see how much worse the situation can get.
yes, optimism isnt my cup of tea no more.
i like starving myself. i get the thrill of seeing myself waste away. i like knowing that i'll be reduced to skin and bones. i get extremely excited when i get my fainting spells. i enjoy the discomfort. it distracts me from thinking.
dont question why im behaving like such a mental case.
ask God, he planned my life out for me.
Im just living it.
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