I fail.
Just kind of sick of everything, trapped in my life or what I have made it. Routine, routine. Work, sleep, work, drink sleep, or I guess more correctly, don't sleep. I don't really have any friends that I want to hang out with on my days off so I just end up doing everything alone. Usually sleeping.
I don't know if I've kind of given up or what because where I used to get mad and frustrated at myself and my loneliness I now just kind of accept it. I guess it's not really worth getting mad about? I don't know. I mean it is, because it's killing me. oh well.
So it goes.
Just kind of sick of everything, trapped in my life or what I have made it. Routine, routine. Work, sleep, work, drink sleep, or I guess more correctly, don't sleep. I don't really have any friends that I want to hang out with on my days off so I just end up doing everything alone. Usually sleeping.
I don't know if I've kind of given up or what because where I used to get mad and frustrated at myself and my loneliness I now just kind of accept it. I guess it's not really worth getting mad about? I don't know. I mean it is, because it's killing me. oh well.
So it goes.