Hello world. I'm still alive, although I'm so tired. Indulging in all these vices, for so long.. it didn't help me at all. Neither have all the girls I ended up hooking up with. Neither the nights I spent encouraging myself that I'm strong and that I don't need anyone by my side. I'm sick and tired of this wild-child life.
I miss the simple things. I miss the colour in my life. All these shades of grey are too much for me to handle.
All these inner questions that haunt me each night, all this bullshit I'm so fed up with. I need a reason to carry on.