I love to be alone because I find comfort in loneliness.

Week 3 of term 2.

Barely started the term and already feel like dying. Having to rush so many things in one go in horrendous. I look at the 10.2cm thick of work to do, my reach corner due in 2 weeks, piano in august... just fuck this shit.

When did it all pile up so high? Its not like ive been slacking right.. there's just too much shit to be done every fucking single day and its so suffocating. Its like a Neverending, repetitive everyday routine. Life is such a bore.

Friends text me to ask " how's life? "

All the same is the best way to answer,  we dont even have the chance to seek something different, to explore something fun, to live a little better. Yet it makes me feel like im being mean by replying so when it is indeed the case.

Its so tiring now. I really need to find something that can give me motivation or energy to press on. Because every single night, I just feeling like giving it all up.

Well fuck again.