It's not easy

It really really really isn't.





No. I'm not back to normal. Even though the last post might suggest it.





As you can clearly see, I'm blogging this way again.





As in, one line, one space.





I only do this when I'm desperate. Or sad. Or bored.


Or all 3. *check*





I'm seriously the most bored person on earth right now.

Ok. Maybe when you READ this, you'll feel like your the most bored person.

But hey, you clicked a link to get here. So be here. And listen dammit!

And then post something in the cbox. Because I'm so god damn bored I hit refresh every 12 minutes.

To see if anyone has updated. Or left a comment.
THAT bored.

Why?

Because I'm struggling.

In fact. I'm listening to the same song over and over again.

Playing Counter Strike over and over again.

Clicking refresh on my blog over and over again.

And I dont know why I bother living anymore.

It's THAT bad. How could I be so grateful for life a month ago and suddenly fall into such a great depression?

Duhh.

I have to feed my will to feel my moment.

It's easier said than done.

From now on I want everyone who visits to comment something!!

Or I'm just gonna stop blogging and run into walls and stick my hand into the ceiling fan to see what breaks first.

The only thing keeping me from just dying from lack of will is the fact that I no longer need pity.

Blearghh.

Yeah, I don't need pity.

But I need something dammit.

Most of you know me enough to know I've got no one to talk to anymore.

Sure, some of my best buddies are keeping in touch.

And calls help. smses help. emails help. I'm going to die aren't I?

Nope subs. You're going to live. And suffer every moment of life.

I suddenly believe in karma.

Because I clearly didn't deserve what I had last month.

And now, nature is collecting its payment.

*sound of a dying soob*