This is a ridiculous waste of time, but I suppose I have nothing but time to waste now.
What exactly do people do when their lives aren't in danger? How do you live with the fact that your home could be dying, while you languish away in the sand or enjoy a meal that you know others would kill for? Perhaps you'll tell me that the weight of an entire world shouldn't be on my shoulders, but you'd be wrong. I'm the only person who could ever do anything for my world, but instead I'm here.
I'm frustrated. It leads me to perhaps be somewhat crueler than those around me expect. Or deserve. I know I'm merely struggling to adapt to this "new" way of life, and I should make the best of it, but it's difficult not to feel as though this is all an incredible waste.
text; anonymous
This is a ridiculous waste of time, but I suppose I have nothing but time to waste now.
What exactly do people do when their lives aren't in danger? How do you live with the fact that your home could be dying, while you languish away in the sand or enjoy a meal that you know others would kill for? Perhaps you'll tell me that the weight of an entire world shouldn't be on my shoulders, but you'd be wrong. I'm the only person who could ever do anything for my world, but instead I'm here.
I'm frustrated. It leads me to perhaps be somewhat crueler than those around me expect. Or deserve. I know I'm merely struggling to adapt to this "new" way of life, and I should make the best of it, but it's difficult not to feel as though this is all an incredible waste.
Signed, Wasting What Time?
[ He is never coming off of anon. ]