Goddamnation.

There are things that I can’t undo, and I wouldn’t want to if I could.  This is who I am now, and the less you know of how I can to be this way the better.

It’s a dry, hopeless sort of…existence.  Lately I can’t shake it.  I can’t shake it at all.  I used to be able to escape into my own sad, pathetic daydreams but even those have turned violent and confused.  Pain is wearing me down and loneliness is wearing me out. 

I’m just so goddamned tired of everything.  Waking up is pointless and taxing.  They only ever take from me and I’m getting nothing.  I have nothing.