Existence is bliss

I’m running on borrowed time, a time that I carelessly toss out the door- window per say. This past year- these past years I’ve done nothing, but rot. Rot in the nearest corner. I crumble into shards of glass. I spill endless amounts of paint across the bathroom mirror. School. I hate it. I hate my laziness. My apathetic attitude- views. I can’t… I just can’t think of anything better to say.

Just give me a miracle or something. Walking in school half awake- being half asleep for the whole year.. is just fucking ridiculous.

I’m selfish to every degree, vain for every turn you take, lazy to the utmost…

I just don’t fucking think I should even exist anymore.