so many things i want to do but i just cannot
my head floods with nothingness
even when i think beyond the abstract idea

I just want to go home and lay in bed or do nothing
the thought of taking care of things makes me angry

I feel like they are so hard
that everything is so hard

i hate this, i hate being here. I hate leaving.

my legs feel like they will buckle and that ill just sink into the cement and dissapear

i already feel stressed about being home becasue of the people i will disappoint