I’m feeling word empty at the moment.
There is nothing I truly want to write again. I’m becoming kind of ANTI-The world.
No spending money.
No hanging out.
I have been stilling quietly for a couple of mins a day. I want to not think about things that have to do with people, or bullshit that doesn’t matter.
I am getting extremely high, but taking my meds and making to do lists daily. I am just trying to find my fucking way.
I’m tired of my mind and my surroundings control me. Controlling me should be me.