The lunch break, a big thing that really means nothing to me. It just takes up valuable time in which I could be sleeping. Sleeping my life away is pretty much what I do. I sleep sleep sleep. I peel my eyes oh so slowly open to see nothing but blurriness.

I’m sitting here typing away, listening to the tunes that are on my computer. I just don’t know what to do. Obessiving my life away. All I do is just obsess. I need to stop my stalker tendencies, I need to stop everything.

I need to just stop my poor heart from beating. It’s been taking too much beatings. It’s been beating away through habit, it’s been beating away cause it can.

I’ve just been asked if I was a liar my whole life. Thinking back, I think I am. I think we all are. We all lie to ourselves, we all lie to everyone that we see. We lie. We lie.

Just trash.