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Originally Posted by Anngella
Too much homework, hardly any sleep, no time for food, minimal friends, maximum anxiety at school from the gross of people. I wish I had the balls to Cobain myself.
Blah blah teenage angst blah blah. I just need a distraction.
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Why is it that I have every reason to be incredibly depressed and want to kill myself but don't, and instead relish my meaningless trapped existence of being a young man with severe mental issues who doesn't have the desire to overcome his shortcomings because everything in the world has left him with a sour taste in his mouth?
Maybe it is just like everything else. I don't desire a girlfriend enough to get one. I don't desire to move out enough to do it. I don't desire to really make a go of music to do it. I don't desire eternal silence enough either.
*shrug*
Anyways. . . there is always something else to wait for or something else to do. You could kill yourself, but then you won't get a chance to listen to SY's next album or see them or again. And you won't be able to ever enjoy apple pie again. Or to masturbate again.
Apple pie is a great reason not to kill yourself.