i'm feeling empty. i had so many feelings rushing through me, so many thoughts, ideas, hopes, and goals. and now there's nothing. maybe i'm just tired. maybe... fuck, i dunno. i wanted to say something about the pros and cons of going along with the flow of things, but now i can't remember. was it even that? why do i even care? normally if something slips my mind, and i actually remember it, i'll just brush it off, and remember it later without even trying, but this time... fuck i still dunno.
and the worst thing about it all is that as much as i want it to be... this isn't a bad trip. this is just me. with absolutely nothing on my mind.
nothing at all....
and the worst thing about it all is that as much as i want it to be... this isn't a bad trip. this is just me. with absolutely nothing on my mind.
nothing at all....