tired.

I can't post later, so here I am now.

I'm gonna drift away from story stuff for a little bit.

So anyway, I'm tired. Want to know what's tiring?

Feelings. Feelings are tiring.

I'm tired of them.

I'm tired of the range of emotions I get every day.

They leave me tired.

I'm tired of the thoughts I get because of them.

I hate it all.

I hate not knowing. I hate feelings.

I don't know. I don't know.

Waking up with my stomach hurting every day because of things. Tired of it.

Tired of myself.

Not knowing what I want or where I'll go. Doubting how I'll live past the age of 18 sometimes.

Feeling not good enough.

Feeling like I'm ruining my life.

Feelings saying that it'll be better if I die.

And at the end of the day, I'm not panicking inside. Not falling apart. Not anymore.

It's tiring. Life is tiring.

I'm tired.