Made rebloggable because it’s so accurate.
(via laylagee)
| Me: | seriously though its time to pull my shit together |
| Me 7 months later: | seriously though its time to pull my shit together |
I don’t really have anything to say. Maybe other than the fact that people are frustrating. People as in the general populace. I should probably start blogging more…I don’t really come on here anymore.
This used to be a big escape for me. Now I feel like everything is just trapping me in and there’s no way to escape. Growing up sucks balls. I don’t fucking want responsibilities. I don’t even clean my own room when I tell myself to. That’s already asking too much. I’m so unmotivated. I’m so unwilling. I really don’t know what I’m doing right now.
Is this what it feels like to get older? I thought getting older meant figuring life out. But life is just getting more and more confusing. I’m so lost. Why am I complaining so much. FUCK. I DONT. WANT. TO DO. ANYTHING. I just want to lay in bed and do nothing. ALL DAY. I wish I could. Why am I always tired? Dude. Ugh. I need to get my shit together. Fuck.