Even after all that, I still wake up. I still got energy in me. All I get is a night’s sleep. A sleep, then I go back to repeat, repeat it all over again. I’m used to

How does it feel. To let yourself be taken over by anger. By frustration. It’s infuriating isn’t it. How helpless you really are. That’s what happens when you leave things to others. When you leave your future

You know that saying you love so much, ‘There ain’t no rest for the wicked’? It’s right. There isn’t any. You can rest when you’re dead. You already knew that though, didn’t you? So why am I

I didn’t go to sleep when I said I would. I woke up later in the day. I’m not even near finishing anything, all that would already be done by now. So now I sit here on