so tired that nothing makes me feel anything anymore. it could be that i'm quite happy lately and i haven't had the time to pay attention. it could also be that this school is eating me and i have been too caught up to pay attention.

1:22 AM and i am resisting going to sleep because i haven't had any time for myself these past few weeks. it's been rushing, rushing, and boom: pushing shit in brain. spitting shit on paper. repeat.

maybe it will make sense when i see that i have created a mind for myself wherein NOTHINGfuckingSHAKES me because i have never felt this goddamn alone within myself before.