So fix it.
But it’s everything.
I hate my job. I hate my life.
I’m so lonely I could scream.
So fix it. Fix all those things.
You’re so fucking mopey sometimes.
I’ve been listening to Marilyn Manson and Depeche Mode and crying for like 3 weeks.
Ugh. That’s… not a good sign.
Yeah. It’s all painful associations and emotional triggers.
I attach too much to music.
Was there a purpose?
Or were you just looking for something to drown in for a while?
The drowning was already happening.
I though I could get out by going through.
So keep going.
Make the necessary decisions to propel you in the correct direction.
But how do I do that if I don’t even know what I want?
I just know I don’t want this.
Fuck if I know. You’ll figure it out.
(You’re only talking to yourself anyway.)