May 2011
ride it out
Hate this empty feeling. Everything seems so fucked and the fact that I can’t do anything except exist really gets to me. I am lost, I am. I feel like I’m drowning. I can only manage to escape my own mind for a little while, distracting myself with sleep and smoke, though it’s like I never actually sleep.. Peace of mind never existed, unless I’m with you. That’s the...
I honestly don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.
