2011-06-06 / 11:14 p.m.

I don't want to go back to work and I don't want to go back to college and I don't want to talk to anybody about how lonely I feel. I don't really want to die, I just don't want to exist as a singular being anymore. It's too difficult, and I am of the weakest variety. I want to fade into the walls. I want to sleep until it's time to wake up, and if it's never time to wake up, then so be it.