|Current mood:|| frustrated|
here i am on my birthday, returning from a long relaxing weekend. listening to music and sitting in my normal chair where i reflect why i returned at all. im fustrated with this life, as to why i am taken away from the few things which i consider myself lucky for. i listen to the rain beating with the bass and the thunder screaming with the demonic voices blasting my speakers, it is here i realize i am dead. my mind and everything i live for is dead. disinigrated with my life. life. life. life is a joke, with no punchline. life is a big disapointment. life is all talk and no action. life is just that. so here i am agian. where i started. no finsish with no will.