mad mad yag'nam # 910
everything is perfectly surreal @ the moment & I feel like i have no priorities. Or maybe I had them but I lost them. I feel like there is no need for me to put in any effort, to strive for anything. @ the end of the day, I’m still here. I’m still fckng human. It’s weird. I don’t really care about anything anymore. & the things I do care about are too irrlvnt & petty to mention. Do you know what I care about? I care about dirt in my nails, the backflap of my bookbag being open while i’m wlkng dwn the strt. Not when i’ll eat again, or sleep again, or whtvr.
i forgot how to care about things. I have no motivation. I’ll get back to you when I can concoct a theory as to why I lack motivation. Or when I care to.
