I can lay in bed for so many hours. It’s not because I rarely get sleep and I’m tired, it’s because I’m tired of life if that makes sense. Life and the aspects of it is draining and I feel like I’m in this world where nothing needs me so I will lay in bed, wasting time. Afterwards I regret it because time will not last forever, but there is no where for myself to escape to where I can be myself, especially in this world where wherever you go you are judged.

(Source: neurotic-mind)