I feel like any sort of drive to finish anything disappeared with my mom’s death -_- Oh it’s a fun quest to try to gain some sort of lasting ambition for anything again.
I should be studying for a math test that I have tomorrow, however all I can seem to do is sit here browsing tumblr and deviantart saying fuck the world, all I want to do is live in a fantasy without all the bullshit of everyday life. How the fuck am I supposed to study for school and take classes when I have so much more on my mind. Nothing in life seems meaningful.
maybe I should just quit everything, get a room like this and live in my books, screw everything else I just want to live in a fantasy world where I don’t have to deal with all the bullshit of everyday life.