Life is so incredibly repetative, it sucks alot of that time too. I feel slightly hallow and bitter inside, I really have no will to do...anything anymore. Not homework, not spells (though I'll do one tomorrow anyway in hopes that I'll feel better after) not talking or writing and apparently not even sleep. I haven't slept well at all these last few nights, tossing and turning and waking constantly. Maybe that's the problem, I'm so tired. Withering, withering away...
And of late I've felt this sort of pressure on my chest, in my heart and lungs. It's oppresive and terribly depressing. Simone's sick of the repetition to.
I go to bed, barely sleep, wake up, shower, argue with Monique, go to school, run machanically through all my classes, pick up Sophia, go home, procrastinate before doing my homework, argue with Monique somemore, and start again the next day.
So sick of it all. I feel like lying in a heep in a soft room, all dark and soft and stare. Continuously into nothing. Untill I've sorted myself out and am ready to leave (if ever). Talking lacks meaning, typing lacks meaning, it all lacks meaning.
But I have to go now because Sophia is hovering, and mom is snapping that it is time to go. Bye, and good night if I don't get back on in time.
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hehe, not like I already POSTED This in the first one. This is basically my journal, My life is NOT particularly exciting but for those of you who want a good nonfiction story (or even a fiction one *wink wink*) im sure this blog can't be too bad. I'm not good at being consistant though so don't expect a post everyday or every other day.
Who am I?
- Flickering_Heart
- CA, United States
- I'm a very nice person unless you trod too hard on my nerves; Than you'd better pray that you're faster than me. I'm good at hiding how I feel and I love to be happy, although, obviously, that doesn't happen sometimes. I'm very different now than when I started this blog. :)
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