04.06.04 - 10:40 pm
on a long enough timeline, everyone's survival rate drops to 0.
i have a new job. i work in a cubicle. i'm an average person. i have average qualities. i'm afraid i'll snap one day and never come back.
sometimes i think the validity of life seeps away, and i wonder when it'll come back.
my monitor broke on my computer, so everything is red. i have hardly any color. just red.
it's almost easter, but who cares about easter.
i'm tired. and i want to be okay.
