(Source: hell-and-back-surivived)
I’m at the point now where nothing really thrills me anymore. even though there are quite a few things to be excited about i feel apprehensive about it. Not even the things that used to make me happy don’t anymore MLP, music, South Park, I haven’t really written unless it’s for school for weeks now. My grades are dropping and i really don’t wanna do anything. Just listen to music all day and feel sorry for myself. It’s pathetic really.
I can’t do this anymore, I want to go so fucking bad. And who would seriously miss me if I did? I mean by sure some may get sad but they’ll move on. I’m young I didn’t do anything in this world and nor will I ever so obviously I’ll be forgotten. And that’s kind of what I want to be, forgotten. So that this fuck up that is my life never existed.
If only it wasn’t so fucking selfish.