This shit blows. Now I know how it feels like. To feel completely empty inside. To not even hurt. Just to be completely indifferent and indolent. 

That is what my life has come down to... two words.

INDIFFERENT, INDOLENT.

Even the things I love, I do not want to do. Which makes me question what I even love. 

I don't want to leave the house. I don't want to stay in the house. I don't want to meet friends. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to do work. I don't want to hand in work late. I don't want to spend so much time researching colleges. I don't want to end up in a shitty college. 

I just don't want anything, but want everything. All at the same time.