I hate these days….

When you walk around like a zombie, depressed and uninterested in anything. I don’t even know what I want. Do I want people’s pity, sympathy, company, I don’t know and I don’t care.

I know I want several people to get hurt, but I also am too cooped up to late it out, all of the anger. I don’t want to talk with anyone but I want to let things out, so I guess this is my way of doing it. Writing.

FUUUUUUUUUUCK

Well, I always said that I wanted to go back to writing without giving a damn, I guess I got it. I sat and wrote down today exactly what’s going on in my head. It’s too blunt to put down here, and it contains names that I don’t want to expose here. At least it helps me cope with all of this, I wonder how long this feeling will linger on.

I hate this, I hate being apathetic to everything around me, it’s so not me. I’m going back to class.