Heat

I feel really pressured. I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. My physical appearance has severely worsened, and I can’t seem to get an appetite. My gran is on her last legs in hospital, and it breaks my heart. Something else golden from youth is crumbling away. I know I cannot be selfish in a situation like this but I just feel that way. The modern world can be wonderful, but also a shit-hole, too grey and evil.
Too much heart-breaking. Sometimes I feel that if I could say bye to everything at the flick of the switch, maybe I would.
I’m so weak sometimes, I need inspiration, something positive and light. Maybe I should smoke pot full-time? Escapism, that’s what its about.

“I've got to get away so I can clear my mind”

To all the girls that never liked me “Thankyou” and to all the girls that did like me, but I didn’t like them “Thankyou too”