Sometimes I really don't know why I get up every morning.
Sometimes I feel utterly alone.
Sometimes I feel like everything and every relationship in my life is just a farce, and I should give up pretending it is working.
Sometimes I feel like, what in my life is worth living for?
Sometimes I feel so disconnected! I feel like I can't relate to anyone anymore.
Sometimes I feel the people in my life are there out of duty or habit.
Sometimes I feel ..just.. bored! Nothing interests me except what others have, do, and are- everything that seems out of reach for me.
Sometimes I think we both want out, but don't know how to do it.
Sometimes I think we both want to make it work, but don't know how to do it.
Sometimes I miss touch- the kind of touch that's just because- just because it feels good.
Sometimes I miss girl talk.
Sometimes I get so caught between my guilt over not getting stuff done and my guilt over not hanging out with people.
Sometimes I wonder, how can some people be so busy and yet have so much time to be social?
Sometimes I wonder, how can some people have so little money yet have so many nice things and get to go on so many adventures that I can't seem to save/get time off for?
Sometimes I wonder if equality in relationships even exists, and if it's overrated.
Sometimes I just feel so empty and I know there is nothing out there that can fill me up.
Sometimes I really want to drop out of my life and create a new identity for myself.
Sometimes I think I'm so boring, and yet I don't want to change the things that make me seem boring.
Sometimes I really wish I had best friends that all got along again.
Sometimes I don't give a fuck about the health of my body, because what's the point?
Sometimes I feel guilty about those times later.
Sometimes I wish I had a car and could drive.
Sometimes I don't ever want to drive again, because our precious Earth is going down the shitter faster with each key turned to start an engine.
Sometimes I swing wildly back and forth between wanting to care about everything, and then not wanting to care about anything.
Sometimes I really want to connect with others, but I don't know how.
Sometimes I am just really confused.
Sometimes I just feel unloved and unlovable.
Sometimes I wonder why it's so much easier to type my thoughts out than it is to call and let someone in on them.
Sometimes...
Sometimes I feel utterly alone.
Sometimes I feel like everything and every relationship in my life is just a farce, and I should give up pretending it is working.
Sometimes I feel like, what in my life is worth living for?
Sometimes I feel so disconnected! I feel like I can't relate to anyone anymore.
Sometimes I feel the people in my life are there out of duty or habit.
Sometimes I feel ..just.. bored! Nothing interests me except what others have, do, and are- everything that seems out of reach for me.
Sometimes I think we both want out, but don't know how to do it.
Sometimes I think we both want to make it work, but don't know how to do it.
Sometimes I miss touch- the kind of touch that's just because- just because it feels good.
Sometimes I miss girl talk.
Sometimes I get so caught between my guilt over not getting stuff done and my guilt over not hanging out with people.
Sometimes I wonder, how can some people be so busy and yet have so much time to be social?
Sometimes I wonder, how can some people have so little money yet have so many nice things and get to go on so many adventures that I can't seem to save/get time off for?
Sometimes I wonder if equality in relationships even exists, and if it's overrated.
Sometimes I just feel so empty and I know there is nothing out there that can fill me up.
Sometimes I really want to drop out of my life and create a new identity for myself.
Sometimes I think I'm so boring, and yet I don't want to change the things that make me seem boring.
Sometimes I really wish I had best friends that all got along again.
Sometimes I don't give a fuck about the health of my body, because what's the point?
Sometimes I feel guilty about those times later.
Sometimes I wish I had a car and could drive.
Sometimes I don't ever want to drive again, because our precious Earth is going down the shitter faster with each key turned to start an engine.
Sometimes I swing wildly back and forth between wanting to care about everything, and then not wanting to care about anything.
Sometimes I really want to connect with others, but I don't know how.
Sometimes I am just really confused.
Sometimes I just feel unloved and unlovable.
Sometimes I wonder why it's so much easier to type my thoughts out than it is to call and let someone in on them.
Sometimes...