this adult donât know how to live
I am total fuck up right now, seriously.Â
Iâm having this little emotional break down, thinging about when it all gonne so wrong. I know Iâm doing big deal of this final studio project but Iâm asking myself is it all worth it?
Actualy, not sure anymore. I procrastinated whole term and now 10 days to deadline I just canât.
Me, seeing everyone around doing their best makes me crazy. I hate people. Well not all of them but most. People who live their life the way I wanted. Them I donât like the most.
Why this society wants everyone to be happy and successful. Itâs not even possible. I remember last term. Probably uni was much easier or I did stuff more systematicaly. But I was happy for a while. Fucking random men of capitol.
But that wasnât the thing that made me happy, or maybe a little. I felt different. Maybe I had more friends. Well fake friends now. I hate fake people.
Who knows maybe Iâm fake person too.Â
Sometimes I have this kind of weak moment. I feel I need a physical help but canât afford any. So I write into a diary or thinking a lot. Today I realised I forgot about this account. This is a good way to express my emotions. No one who care or who knows me wonât read this. Or at least I hope not.
If there is anyone else having a break down donât worry you are not alone. Actualy you probably are if youâre reading this. Sorry. Youâre life is a mess too.
gn.
little fuck up.
and btw Foals are really good to depression. check them out.
