damik's Diaryland Diary
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fighting to stay upright
I'm trying to fight the impulse to go lie down and sleep another fifiteen hours. Fighting the impulse to waste this rainy day like I wasted yesterday's sunny one. Fighting the impulse to cut and cry all night. There is nothing to do in this little empty apartment of mine. I don't have the desiare to pick up my flute and pratice, or pick up the brush and paint. I haven't had the desire to write in a long, long time. I just let the music play and the time pass by.
There is nothing I want. I hate this pointless world, I hate not having a reason to be. I don't have the will to move, I wish someone would slap me and tell me to get a life. I suck.
4:32 p.m. - 03-26-03
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older entries: When. I called when! - 11:27 p.m. , 10-07-13 Intrusive - 3:31 p.m. , 09-12-13 It isn't working today. - 2:21 p.m. , 09-09-13 Sleep, SI, Stress, and Pain, yeah, I hit them all. - 4:46 p.m. , 08-09-13 I hate this game. I don't want to play anymore. - 2:59 p.m. , 05-29-13 |
