I'm completely lost in the world. But it's too late to fall apart. Absolutely lost in the world. And it's too hard to figure it out. I'm trying to find my way out. But it's probably too late to find my way out.
It's been a long time since I really enjoyed anything at all. I rarely get the chance anymore. Maybe something new will come up eventually. At least I'm moving. And leaving everything silly and exhausting behind. Still.
I can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all.