You know you are sliding down and you cannot do a thing. Cause you don’t want to think about it. You wanna waste time and drift away. Watch a movie. Play a game. Listen to music. Sleep all day. There is no difference between the sun and the moon ‘cause you are inside all the time. There is only a display and you. You are hungry but you are too lazy to get up and eat or you just wanna melt. Spill all over your chair. No bed because you don’t wanna think. Then you have to go to the toilet ‘cause you cannot hold it any longer. You almost cramp your stomach. You have to work because … you like it … you need money. Perhaps a lot of it. Why? Maybe you just want to give to people and be done with it. ‘Cause you are afraid of how they will cope with it. You mean a life. A future. An absence. You keep sliding. You close your eyes, not because you are afraid. It is just that you don’t know whether you wanna stop or not. What if you don't want it? Then it will be the end of you. So you delay ...
Минийх ... Тэгээд таных :Д