;drop down.
"Do well, then got chance of surviving life. Dont do so well then you're a failure. Dont do well at all? Then you're doomed and your days are simply numbered."
"Tough words for a tough reality.
so harsh."
Saddistic. It's making me wanna puke, going through the same routines again and again everyday.
waking up so early every morning. half-dead. still dragging myself to school and be-high.
sleeping late and having exhausted sleeps every single night. it's like you touch the pillow, drop dead to the world till morning.
08 never used to be like that.
(get used to it, vivian)
What are we working towards mann? What is there to look forward to?
"time is long for now."
All i want, is to be enveloped in your arms again. Tell me that everything's gonna be okay.