
The body is failing me right now. The weather is so cold, I'm wearing a sweater at home. Aches every where. My attention span is 30 mins flat or less, have to lay in bed before I get a headache. So out of touch with the world, like everybody is so distant. It's sick.
Funny, I'm sweating now. The house is a complete mess. I can't focus. Was about to make a list because it's the only that's going to keep me sane and at least I feel like I have some sort of control over my life. Shall do that after I'm done acting needy. Am excessively worrying about homework, not the future. I have no plans for the future, in fact, I have thoughts of dying young because it feels as though I have nothing to give life.
Bye world. Going to turn in early, I can't save the gpa anymore. I'm not going to try just to disappoint myself more. Am tired of hoping, feeling like it's actually going well, and when the results come out, it's not. I have failed, and the whole world is going to celebrate and I can't bear to listen to their happy cheers. Screw this.

Pour me out, on the concrete next to your feet.
- He Is We
- He Is We