22.

4/20/11

It's too much stress, too much pressure and no end in sight. I'd like to have something to work towards but all I can see is stress, work, and then death. Sure I want to learn more, experience more, fuck and feel loved… but it's just constant battling to be happy. Push the depression away, fight to focus on the positive. But fuck, man! The struggle wears on you. You can't fight forever and everyone's fighting, always. There's always a trouble, a depression, a complaint, no matter where you're at in life.

I'm just so sick of the struggle. The fight has left me.