am honestly to tried and depressed to write anything right now, it feels like a chore
But anyway basically I try to go on a evening walk like I did a few months ago in the past, however it’s in this new depressing shithole I unfortunately live in now.
Anyway I am walking near the main road and a white car blaring rap music drives in front of me, as I walk forward the car begins to back up. Basically preventing me form crossing the street.
I hear a bunch of brothas yelling at each other, not sure if it was directed towards me. But anyway I see my chance and I quickly walk into the woods, part of me is expecting to get the sopranos ending while I am walking away, like I actually felt like I we going to get shot. but I am still here
I don’t care anymore, I didn’t feel adrenaline or fear. Maybe if they had gotten out of the car and tried to chase me I would have reacted differently but I don’t know.
Nothing really seems real anymore, besides i want to die young
I am unfulfilled and miserable, I don’t see anything beyond this current life.
But anyway basically I try to go on a evening walk like I did a few months ago in the past, however it’s in this new depressing shithole I unfortunately live in now.
Anyway I am walking near the main road and a white car blaring rap music drives in front of me, as I walk forward the car begins to back up. Basically preventing me form crossing the street.
I hear a bunch of brothas yelling at each other, not sure if it was directed towards me. But anyway I see my chance and I quickly walk into the woods, part of me is expecting to get the sopranos ending while I am walking away, like I actually felt like I we going to get shot. but I am still here
I don’t care anymore, I didn’t feel adrenaline or fear. Maybe if they had gotten out of the car and tried to chase me I would have reacted differently but I don’t know.
Nothing really seems real anymore, besides i want to die young
I am unfulfilled and miserable, I don’t see anything beyond this current life.
