Just vague enough

Do I want to be sad?


I'm not sure. I think I do want to be sad. I think depression is normal... and deep. I somehow believe only sad people matter.
Maybe I just don't know anything else.

I'm hungry. I've been eating and I'm hungry all day.
Pickles are zero calories. They are a godsend. I love pickles.



Happiness really does feel like its just outside of my reach like Tantalus with the water and fruits. All I want to do is find contentment in the punishment... in the tantalization.

Everything is going to change
I'll never be ready.