No nothing.

I'm getting tired. I don't even know if I have the right to complain, I'm doing nothing. LOL. That's right, I'm tired of doing nothing. 

I'm so confined. 

I'm in a box. 

Blah. 

Should I even think about this? 

I have an idea of the things that I want

It's just that *thinking of reasons and reasons and more reasons*

Makes me sad. 

I feel sad.

And then suddenly afraid. Afraid of being alone.

I feel alone all of a sudden. I don't know. 

Sometimes I just accept that yeah, I'm alone. Lol

Emo shit? Lol

I don't know.

I feel it's an emotional problem and... it's only going to be me who'll understand. I can't even find the words to say it. Maybe life's just too dull for me right now, and I can't produce any rainbows or butterfly fields and sunshine.

Maybe I should really try to be serious with household chores. It'll be obviously useful. 

Well.

I tell you what. 

Sometimes I feel it's the end for me.

Like I'm done here.

I got no direction. 

Shits.

:|

Maybe I need to learn how to drink.

Or maybe I just need a hug.