I hate the day to day motions of living...You wake up feeling shitty then the rest of the day justifies you feeling this way. When you get home your responsibilities surround and smother me until I am that black pile you see in the dark. Everything I love is slowly killing me one piece at a time. What do I do? They say it is not a bad life just a bad day well what sense does that make? Maybe its not a good life just a good day. I know I am being negative but that's how I feel
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