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Do you know that feeling, that feeling when you don't feel like doing anything at all. That if you stood up, you'd fall back down. This feeling greets me every morning. Even if it insists me to stay on the bed, I know it won't do me anything useful. I enter the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. This time, Disgust is greeting me. Self-pity peeks, but I ignore him. Disgust however, I can never ignore him. How could I? He's always there anyways. I go on with my daily life. I work online. Basically, I program stuff for them.
I should get another job to entertain me. Maybe I should try psychiatry again. I did almost graduate on that degree. Time to finish it? Oh, but you know you'll get crazier if you stay there. You won't be able to control yourself. Fine, how about I try to make games?! That should be fun. That could get boring though. And people will surely dislike it. well how ab-wait... Control yourself Amelia......
My thoughts always bothered me a bit. Not because of their content, but because they can get out of hand if I won't control myself. 5 hours passed and my work just finished. I look around me and sighed. I was getting lonely again. I checked my Facebook account and tried to contact my friend. I don't know why he stuck up to me. With my attitude and all that shit. Everybody else left. Just as I planned actually. Not that I hate them, I just... It's just better if they leave before I even damage them more.
Amelia: Yo... What's... Shaking or something..
Jonathan: Hey there!!! It's been a really long time! I'm doing fine. Youtube and all is going well!!! I now have 5 million subscribers!!!! Can you believe that?! I can't even! Ehehe, so how's life? You know you should really try youtube.
Amelia: Wow, congrats! That's really nice... And me trying youtube? YEAH RIGHT. AS IF. Like, who the fuck would want to hang out with me man...
Jonathan: I would want to... Ahh and since we're on that topic, ama visit you tomorrow! I'll stay there for like a week... WE ARE GOING TO HAVE A WEEKOVER YAY!
Amelia: No
Jonathan: Oh pleaze, I can just pick your lock~
Amelia: And I can just beat you up into a pulp... Karate... Black belt... Yeah you get the point.
Jonathan: Nuh uh you won't.. I'm the only friend you've got. I mean you never really liked hanging out with other people...
Amelia: Well suit yourself then. Just a warning: You've got nothing to do.
Jonathan: Meh, what kind of food do you want? Pizza, sushi, japchae.....Disgust: He always does his best to visit you. To pamper you in any way he can. Gosh, how pathetic can you actually be. Aren't you supposed to be an "independent woman"? And you can't go out cause you're too scared like a 'lil pussy, yet you complain silently whenever you feel lonely... Ha! Now that's pathetic! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHA-
Jonathan: Hellow? You ther? You haven't replied yet ya know.
Amelia: Gotta go... Just bring all of the things you just said. Bye.*click
And with that I ran away from him. I always try to run away from things that got me. Of course, this had a lot of downfalls, but whatever. It already happened anyways.Disgust: Whatever? WHATEVER?! Oh Amelia, it's never a "whatever"~
"SHUT UP!!!", I screamed as I covered my ears. Tears started to fall. And as I said it, it did stop. Then I realized who just got home. Depression. He goes towards me and pulls me to the bed. And I can't really resist him... He was also always there. And he knows me better than anyone, even Disgust. As usual, he pins me down with one arm. And I just let this all happen. I couldn't even try to reach for my phone or even raise my head.
As I slowly fall asleep, I feel my stomach grumble... Oh well I didn't really gave a shit about my hunger... Dinner's not that important anyways... And with that I fall asleep.Author-chan: Hey guys! I hoped you like this chapter. And no, am not that depressed. Correct term was "was"... Anyways, sorry if this made your day heavier... But the description should have made it obvious...
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