Your Name Is Limitless.

This is all getting far too ridiculous. I'm growing very weary of these tumultuous waters that seem to calm down just long enough for me to get my footing before going all fucking crazy again.

I need change. I need chance. I need something that I can't get from anyone around me, or so it seems.

Every day is just...blank. Empty. Like there's nothing 'for me', every day. Not to be selfish and assume the world revolves around me, but it just seems like from day to day, I don't have a single goal to accomplish.

My words are leaving me again. I though I'd gotten them back. Yet here we are. Next one you pick could be a warhead, indeed.

Nuclear holocaust is probably a good way to describe my life the past couple of weeks. Complete and utter desolation (so emo, I know). Everything around me is just deteriorating further and further every day, and there's not a damn thing I can do about it. Or in some cases, I'm not willing to do anything about. Mainly because I feel that the supposed 'correct' actions for me to take are a bunch of bullshit, no matter what anyone says.

I would say that I just need to make it through this storm, but it seems like this particular storm is coming in endles fucking waves. With intervals just long enough in between for me to let my guard down.