My Journal

April 20th

I wanna write about all that's happened! I got my license and I've been hanging around my friends a ton.

But I just don't have any energy left in me.

I'm so exhausted, all week. I haven't really felt anything and I stood on a busy road in a break between lights and I saw a bus at the stop light way down and was like, "maybe if I just stand here..."

But I put it on Instagram and no one else seemed concerned so I'm not too worried about myself.

I can't even think about writing. My notebook has gone ignored for a week. I don't know why I can't just be happy, it's all because of one fucking thing that I could just fix if I just stopped being a fucking pussy.

But I won't.

So I'm going to bed.