Sunday, August 27, 2006Life's mystery seems so faded. Little out of touch, little insane, Just easier than dealing with the pain." Soul Asylum 'Runaway Train' I'm on autopilot until the day's over. Until the week's over. Until the month's over. Until the year's over. Until my life is over. When you're fed up with too many things in your life, seem to have no sense of direction and it seems that too many people hate you - what do you do? Perhaps its PMS, the lack of chocolates and boyfriendly attention but I feel extremely bitter and so bloody jaded. All I want to do is finish school and then curl up into a ball and recuperate. An even more wearying thought is: "What if I remain this tired and jaded for the rest of my life?" Life seems monotonous, mundane and terribly pointless. P.S. I'm back. I think. Heh. :)
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