There should be a time where u realize things r futile. But u limp along to the end.

Life and it's mannerism.

I am beginning to wonder if it gets any better or keeps on this same putrid run. It's ever so tiring and frustrating.  

Ok. I'm here lying down when I should be fucking studying. I really gotta lay off the swearing though. It's not f*ing good.

I mean seriously.  C'mon!

Conversations with MySelf

I'm thinking of starting to write down all the crazy things and especially conversations I have with myself. Daily.
Daily conversations...not actually writing it here.

On hold till I get my mind straightened ...and get motivation.