It's really sad that I live my life entirely in the lyrics of other people's music. In the words other people write. In the movies other people direct. I feel completely unoriginal. Ordinary. Knowledgeable about things that don't matter at all. I have no motivation, I have no drive.
It tends to leave me wondering...what's the point? We are here, what are we supposed to be doing? Our lives go by in a blink and then we are gone. No one will remember us, no one will even know we existed.
Going through the motions today, an empty shell.
Friday, February 19, 2010
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