I cant seem to find anything worth laughing for. A real laugh, not the fake one I always share with people around me.
I am tired. But just like breathing. Life just keeps going. I want nothing. I want everything. I want both at the same time.
I want to die. But I am too pussy to leave. Die.
But why hurry? I am old. Soon enough I'll die. Old, alone, burried in sadness.
But why hurry? I am old. Soon enough I'll die. Old, alone, burried in sadness.