somehow, sometimes, i think i'm reaching the end of my threshold.

and the best part is, through all this, i have to smile and pretend to be happy and hyped up when all i want to do is bury myself in my bed and sleep forever and not give a damn about this stupid world and all its injustice and cruelty.

i think i'm talking to myself here but that's the good part. cuz it makes me feel more alone, and since that's impossible, at least i have somewhere to vent it all out.