It has taken me this long to somehow acquire the balls to write anything again. Anything meaningful...or even just mindless drivvle that any fool with a keyboard could excrete like mucus. I think I'm happy. Ive so many reasons to be. But I'm stuck inside yet another systematic sack of bullshit. I dont think my parents get the fact that I cant handle school...I didn't know it myself until yesterday when i realized college is way more trouble than its worth. Im tired of living in a world full of expectations....because that means I have to make choices, and I really really suck at those. I can barely decide to wake up in the morning, let alone what my life goals are or how i'm going to make a living. But making a living isnt living. Its a false pretense the world cowers beneath in order to convince itself there is a meaning. Why do we constantly badger ourselves into making more money, more education, more, more, more, MORE!!! Why is the world never enough?!
I have no idea what to do with my life.....
