life's no fun.

i lied.

i'm not optimistic.

i'm not motivated.

i'm not happy.

i think of life the same just as in 7th grade, in luther.

i was depressed.

i had suicidal thoughts.

i was waiting to live my life.

i'm so bored of life.

i don't even have fun anymore.

i only have fun when I'm doing stupid, pointless shit.

like running around the neighborhood at night.

like baking cookies.

like hanging with crazy, obnoxious people.

i'm always tired.

i use sleep as an excuse to get away from reality.

i like dreaming, although 90 percent of the time i can't remember what i dreamt about.

i'm sucking the air from earth as earth sucks the life from me.

i am rotting.

the only thing i'm looking up to right now is high school.

where atleast i can see ed.

where we can be rotting together.