| | Yeah. So, over the summer, I had finally found a break from the usual cycle of STRESS-boredom-STRESS-boredom-glimmer of fun, yay, wai--STRESS-boredom.
This past summer it was boredom-boredom-boredom-EXISTENTIAL MELTDOWN. And then school resumed so it's STRESS-SLEEPY HAZE OF ERRANDS, HW AND EXISTENTIAL MELTDOWN-sleeep-STRESS-SLEEPY HAZE OF STUFF-sleep....
So yeah... Becoming more and more aware of this world thru the years and stripping away all these thousands of layers of BS and distractions and myopic, useless concerns has left me realizing how finite and pointless life is. I feel like I know too much. Like I'm too fluid and hollow and I'll never know what I want because I want everything (well, most things) and have no self but that doesn't matter anyways cuz I don't have much going for me anyways. Everything is just out of reach.
So what is there? Bunnies of course. Bunnies and drugs and every experience and achievement and the hope that I'll live comfortably and not toil away my precious years of this life. I'm incoherent. I'm off to bed now.
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