I think I’ve been feeling down for such a long time I don’t know what up is anymore. It feels like I’m slowly drowning myself in these feelings of thoughtlessness and disgrace. I know I’m not special I know I’m imperfect. I’m an imperfect being with perfect thoughts who does nothing with them. Alone I stand, a deity of my own futureness and selflessness yet I do not know what I wish to be. May I change may I not, may I be the same way I will never be anything but nothingness. A singularity infinitely dense with so much heat it implodes upon itself.
You know I feel like I’ve been getting worse recently. I don’t like the things I used to like.I got bored when I’m talking to my friends. I feel like I’m losing something inside of me but I don’t know what it is. And the harder I look for it the farther it seems to go.I don’t want to keep having this feeling of needing; I guess acceptance or getting validation from other people. I just want to be me, you know. At least once. I want to feel like I’m doing the right thing.
Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and all I feel is disgust. I hate myself so much you could never imagine. The last time I tried to take a picture of myself I threw up. I don’t think I find anything fascinating about myself. I look in the mirror and all I see is disgust. It’s not okay, it’s never been okay. You know the other day I broke a mirror. I don’t think I’ve been content with myself or slightly enjoyed with who I am. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and I wonder who I’m looking at. I see someone so distorted and confused but I understand that that confused person will always be me.