You know. The more I think of it... the more I feel as though my life has grown to a point in which boredom is always evident. Theres nothing new, maybe a little ripple of tension at times, some good and bad grades, new friends, random unexpected events at school... but still, life bores me.
Even sleep bores me.
It seems as though the only thing I can resort to is death, or just eternal sleep on my bed.
Suicidal as it seems, it seems logical to me. I'm bored, life is boring, theres nothing I can to do liven it up. Sure, I can act as much of a b*****d and yet nothing can still liven it up.
But for now, until something or someone introduces a new into my life. I will always be thinking of escaping from existance, a sadness that I will always bear, boredom is evident and theres not much that can take it away.
 Ethereal Darkness · Sun Feb 27, 2005 @ 09:45am · 1 Comments |
