I about to break. My brain has stopped working, and I'm forcing myself to type. I don't know engineering design. I don't know fucking materials. I can't fucking think. I'm just so sleepy and tired. I just want to sleep forever.

My life revolves around blowjobs and fucking wanking. What more do you want from me? I can't do work. I fucking can't. My brain can't take it anymore okay?

I don't do homework, I am always late for classes, I can't be fucked. So why do you give me such a responsibility to change my life?

My god, give me lots of glucose and something to overdose on.

I don't fucking care anymore.

Labels: depressing, sickly talk