Faceless

Fuck that last title. i didnt write about it cause i knew it wasnt that important. If i did get to it then whatever but in the end i didnt haha. So yada yada yada i feel like im flipping through a notepad of my subconscious every time i write on this blog. Its same shit different day. working out, smoking, girls, depressions, like JEEZ i feel so lame. Is there nothing exciting in my life? Will i never think of anything more to say than im lonely, i have a problem with my mind, my body, my this, my that. I think im getting to the point where im honestly fed up that i havent got the balls to just completely drop EVERYTHING and just find something NEW.

Im pulling an all nighter tonight and i was thinking, humm i should probably blog. So i sit here and just like every single time before i type...i just sit. And i think. And i dig to see what i can possibly vomit onto the page. Tonight is different though. I sat..and i thought...wtf am i doing with my life? Im stuck in the same place as i was months ago. If you havent noticed im used to constantly maturing at a fast rate, so now that ive slowed down enough to actually notice it and feel it its really bothering me. I guess its cause of the massive amounts of people ive been opening up to recently. Either that or i just have nothing left to give. It is during these stages that i realize that im a very lame person. i feel like my entirety is just...lacking. Im very straight forward. If someone doesnt have something in common with me, i just..cant talk to them. Its impossible for me. Many times i just sit quiet. This really fustrates me and i noticed this before and its just been bugging me that im not changing! in order to have things in common with people i must see and experience and learn more. I guess everyday is just...a day wasted for me now. Blah this blog is making me sleepy and i need to do hw so ill rant more later. brb ttyl