March 3, 2011
The thing is, I never have anything to talk about. I still don't know how anyone starts a bloody conversation. I just don't care. I'm losing not only the will, but the ability. All my stories are terribly boring, because I become bored with them halfway through and fail to make them interesting, i just don't care. See? I feel so incoherent, I can't get through what I want to say, so I don't bother. I could float through life reading beautiful books, listening to beautiful music and travelling the world, walking through beautiful, unknown places.