Right now, I'm just layed back, relaxed, man. Peaceful, calm, as if... like... nothing could bother me. Listening to this. Like there's no hate in the world, just completely chill, bro... Completely chill.
I feel like I've been re-living the same araw for the past, who-knows-how-long. Everything is peaceful, and nothing has changed. I hate when it's like that. Not that peace is bad, I'd just like a little madami excitement in my life.
I'm a bit depressed and kind of feel unappreciated, and yet I feel like I don't really amount to anything and like I'm a total failure who doesn't deserve anything and I don't really know what I'm supposed to do and I kind of hate myself right now. I'm better than I was earlier, though.