How sad can one’s life get?
Here I am, 16, long hair, tall body and with a face that can get me any girl I want.
Yet I feel more like 50, Depressed, exhausted, not drunk enough, tired of fucking even though I never did.
How sad is it that I have nothing to be sad about yet I’m sad.
I do not feel sadness, I know my life is sad, in fact the only feeling I’m feeling is guilt, and it’s because I did something because I wanted to feel because I wasn’t feeling anything and now,
ironically, I wish I couldn’t feel anything again.