Ladies and gentlemen, we have moved

And by "we," I mean "I"

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the fuck

I feel bad about not updating. Because, well, it is something that comforts me. I've been going totally fucking insane lately and I don't know why. Maybe it's because I haven't been expressing myself in any way. Apparently bottling things up is unhealthy.

All this nothingness is kicking my ass. The fact that recently my life has been completely devoid of anything new makes the old seem even worse. And, fuck, tomorrow is going to suck. I hate Sundays.

I guess more than anything I've been feeling manic. Like I'm a little hamster on those stupid wheels, running and running even though I have no idea why I'm doing it in the first place. And nothing ever changes. And I can't see anything ever changing. I feel like day in, day out, it's going to be the same. Nothing to look forward to but the weekends.

Sundays fuck me up. I hate them. I don't know why. I wish I could just sleep through Sundays. I really do.

And school is the most depressing experience ever. I'd do absolutely anything to get out of it. I really would.

And god, I hate everyone. I could stab the shit out of 95% of the people I know and not feel any remorse. Rather, relief.

That sounds awful. I don't know. I really don't. Hopefully this is a phase.