I'm depressed. For a little while now. I just feel so sad. It seems like a good solid cry would help.... but I can't work up the tears. Every now an then I think I might get the water works going but then nothing.
What has me down?
Life. Life is a fucking bitch. It's tedious and exausting. At times it seems futile.
From time to time a person forgets what it is that makes life beautiful. Not in an an intelectual sens, sure I could make a rambling list of the "beatuy of life" but that's a shallow memory. The memory I can't seem to grasp right now... that' I can't seem to reach out and cling on to is the feeling of what makes life beautiful.
Even the memory of that feeling has grown faint... distant... almost doubted... did I really even feel it?
Is it from you?
Life is shitty sometimes, but wonderful at other times. Boat on the river like. And that with the fart is true!
please be well my friend.
Whats with your GI Joe and The Malfoy?
- Christian