Sundowners.

Fuck Forget music therapy.
It doesn't help at all.
Hell, half of the time my art doesn't help.

Lot of things are turning into a ball and a few chains. My so-called friend from high school asked me to help him out when he proposed to his girlfriend, who doesn't even like me or my girl. I told him no. I could give a damn about his girl but she's not the issue. He is. We only speak when he wants something. I do not feel cold-blooded for saying No. 
My mom thinks I suffer from manic depression (I think she's right). What I think I feel is "Happiness" but it's all just a simulation; because at the end of the day: I CAN'T STOP THE SADNESS.
I have another mental block. I can't find any motivation to create and I don't even know what I want to create. I'm having second thoughts about Art. Was it a smart move?
Only time will tell.

1 comment:

  1. i definitely hate people who only call when they need a favor. i've learned to say no now.

    i have those mental blocks as well. i hate not being able to create things :/

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