1 of my fears (constant fears) was always being nothing, getting to the end of the line with nothing to show for it.

now, at 25, i see that coming true... day by day, month by month, year by year... i've lot so much- dfirection, motivation a good support network, stability, everything... now i just don't care.

i sit here day after day waiting to die- their's nothing more this life can offer me, so what's the point of it all.

i've always said that only you can live your life, only you can choose what you want to do- no one else has that power- and since i feel not even i have it (i don't know what i want), yeah... i really don't care