Today seemed to go like all other days. Scientists say we have 5 days. I don't know how much I believe them. They can never truly know about these things. My name is Johnathan, John for short. I would say my friends call me John but, that would imply I have some. I don't know why I don't have any. I like to think I am a decent person. I know now that I'm gonna end up leaving the Earth that way. What can I say if people didn't want to spend time with me, fuck it, why should I care. That being said I do wish I wasn't totally alone. I have my parents but they dont talk much and the "end of the world" isnt enough to change that apparently.
There is a girl I know, she never really looked at me or seemed to care. Her smile could melt even the coldest of hearts. Her skin is soft and she may be on the taller side but she is very kind. She can be a little psycho, ok a lot psycho, but I still want her. I'm thinking about talking to her tomorrow, maybe she'll be receptive.
