I have no more motivation for anything, nor will I ever want to have anymore. Living life as it is and it's suffocating. Throughout this year I dare say, I've changed. Not for the better, I became worse.
They said that new beginnings would change me. Entirely.
I feel like I'm stuck in time. Distorted. Not that I do not want to move on, I don't have the means or the need to. The cycle repeats and I feel as if I'm stuck in a hell hole. Sunken in too deep, too hard to climb out of.
I don't deserve happiness. Its always taken away from me so easily.
Yeap, not planning to live past 30.
