04:34 & 15.01.04
Why does my heart tell me that I am?

I have crawled into that black hole that I am so familiar with. It's going to take a lot to get me out of it.

I feel nothing. I think nothing. I am just simply going through the motions of the day without any emotion or thought behind it. I am tired of second guessing people and I am tired of trying to read people.

I am dead to the world.

Even in paradise it can seem like you're in hell.

forget the past <----> there is no future