Shoulder Guy @moonlesswis...
Days feel meaningless as it passes. Life is monotonous. Wake up, go to work, eat, sleep, repeat.
I used to have a lot of friends. (I say used not because they’re not friends of mine, they’re all abroad) most of the days I hang out with no one but myself. I smoke. I listen to songs, I write poetry.
All I do is just fill up this void. But nothing helps. It’s come to a point where you know it all makes sense of what the present is but also at the same time you tend to ask, “What the fuck is this life?”
Anybody feel me?
