each passing day, is just another step further into the inevitable depression that will come., The later i stay awake, the less time i give my self to live.
Its something about being online late at night,
Habits come up, habits go,
Habits destroy your life.
Its something about the empty internet, the low lights of my lounge and the isolation of being the only one awake, the only one to wake up in the morning.
Suicide, or at least the prospect of "not life" is one that frightens me,
As it keeps coming up.
And its only because i'm sitting on the computer late at night during the holidays