thedarkharlequin

I almost want to kill myself, just so I don't have to be so afraid of dying anymore.

I just want to go to sleep, and stop getting up.

It's not that my life is hard. just the opposite really. it's easy, simple, and meaningless. The most obvious answer would be to find meaning. but yea, I can't even think of anything that I care about to do. Just nothing seems to matter. It all seem so trivial and unimportant.

bleh, whatever. enough of this shit. tomorrow's another day right. maybe I won't suck so much tomorrow.