So i had a new phone call on my phone today , dident recognice the number so I got my hopes up and though It was Kayla, but of course it wasen't. It was nathan.

so now its 6am and I'm wondering why I'm still alive. Just sitting here , starting at the screen with an indignant expression on my face only fit for the deadliest of executioners. The bloody rose calls for me tonight, and I want it to come.
I feel like tearing my eyeballs out right now. They dont feel right in my skull.
i wonder what its like to be dead. Is it peaceful? dreadfully boring?
Its hardto tell exactly what non-existance would be like when we must always be existing.