I dont know but im not okay, i promise.

Wow has it been a hell of a week... might not be able to hold on til may again. Idk. Why can't people be honest and not be absolute pricks? I feel nothing but irritation and apathy, nothing can affect me because everything already has. The world is one speck but amongst others but compared to us is life. The place that provides seems to also hate us, swallowing us up as time moves forward. Despite this fact what others dont see is how they are affecting me. Others around us don't seem to care it feels like I'm going no where. Is this the right time? Am I really really ready to die? I'll lie here forever counting my days, misplacing, erasing all but a trace. The world today does not care it seems it won't take us anywhere. My jumble of words might make sense but this is simply just a vent. Might kms today, and leave covered in lace, but oh the pain! Every one says they'll feel. Why can't I live without all this misery. Nothing can affect me I am already infected by pain.