Short Stories

Well...

You ever feel like writing but don't know what to write about? Or get upset at yourself or others for some dumb reason that won't affect your life at all? Or be so lazy that you can't even sit up straight without slumping over? That's kinda how my day went. But this soothing music I'm listening to feels good. I feel kinda alone right now. Like. I don't want to sound selfish or egotistical? If that makes sense, but. I feel like I don't get enough attention. Bah, I dunno. It's 11:15 and I don't know what to do. I guess I'll just talk about my day. I played smash bros, which is always fun, yknow. I had a baseball game today. My team lost again. Per usual, but I blame myself for my teams loss. I decided to not go back to first on a pop up cause I'm fucking stupid. Then we had two outs and one less run instead of one out and an extra run. Then we lost. Fucking hell. So I got pretty upset. Now I'm here, sitting in my pitch black bed, writing this. I feel like I make my life sound a lot worse than it is. It really isn't. I guess it's just my self consciousness. Like, I want to talk to Ice about her life to help her with her depression n stuff, but I feel like I'll be annoying and that she just wants it to be only her that knows about it or something like that. I just always feel like I'm being annoying or not good enough. It's a good trait if you're hanging out with somebody like that, but not if you're the one like that. Anxiety doesn't help either. Fuck. Good night.