Really, all my attempts have been short lived. I find myself reverting back into the void where I used to reside. Everything is dull. I'm cynical at best. I'm mad; at myself for even allowing someone to see me. Wasted breaths, waster feelings, wasted conversations... It all really is meaningless. I had a dream last night. I always turn to him. So, here I go again living life in survival, from one day to the next... Good luck pulling me out of this. Good luck extracting anything pure or honest out of me. Right now, I am just over it.
life is pretty much over rated...
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