In a funny and odd way, I'm waiting to die...I don't think I need me anymore, if there is no more to wait for. Everything I start is stalled until further notice.
I'm quite tired actually, of everything and everyone...can't even remember why I even bothered to finish college, nor why I...
Everything is gone...all our dreams...the our in that sentence.

It's just me now...it's as if someone did die...

I think I died

I can't go back home, I can't go back to where I felt good.