My goodbye.

sometimes I don’t remember what conversations I actually had, and which ones I only dreamed. 

I just want this morning over with. 

Funny how time slows down. 

My hobbies keep me busy. 

Being busy keeps me from being depressed. 

I’ll deal with the cycle until something better comes alone :) 

Blurry vision, slowed reaction time, arms harder to move, excessive change in thinking pattern. This lack of sleep has caught up to me. 

does anyone else have that problem when they read a book and say “This Author is AMAZING” And they are afraid to try other Authors just because you’re used to the way yours writes? 

Am I crazy? 

Once we’re gone who’s gonna care, if we were ever hear at all?