bad mood
I can't be bothered to blog
I can't be bothered to reply tags
I can't be bothered to change to Trebuchet MS Large
I can't be bothered to add a title
I can't be bothered to do homework
I can't be bothered to study
I can't be bothered to play
I can't be bothered to talk
I can't be bothered to go out
I can't be bothered to... anything.
I have no idea why, but I just don't feel like doing anything most of the time now. Even during the holidays I just have no motivation to move a muscle. I just stopped. But just can't think. And somehow that feeling just isn't going away.
Is smiling when you're sad unhealthy? Because if it is, I might be going to a hospital sometime soon. I haven't felt happy or satisfied about anything in quite some time, and I have no mood to go look for those feelings.
I feel lifeless and dead. A zombie, maybe, except that I don't walk around and claw people with my bloody hands and haven't turned into skin and bones.
I can't think, I can't write, I can't blog, I can't study, I can't play, I can't laugh, I can't shoot. Frankly, I don't know what I can do anymore.
And I have no idea why.
I can't be bothered to reply tags
I can't be bothered to change to Trebuchet MS Large
I can't be bothered to add a title
I can't be bothered to do homework
I can't be bothered to study
I can't be bothered to play
I can't be bothered to talk
I can't be bothered to go out
I can't be bothered to... anything.
I have no idea why, but I just don't feel like doing anything most of the time now. Even during the holidays I just have no motivation to move a muscle. I just stopped. But just can't think. And somehow that feeling just isn't going away.
Is smiling when you're sad unhealthy? Because if it is, I might be going to a hospital sometime soon. I haven't felt happy or satisfied about anything in quite some time, and I have no mood to go look for those feelings.
I feel lifeless and dead. A zombie, maybe, except that I don't walk around and claw people with my bloody hands and haven't turned into skin and bones.
I can't think, I can't write, I can't blog, I can't study, I can't play, I can't laugh, I can't shoot. Frankly, I don't know what I can do anymore.
And I have no idea why.
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