I stay up way too late. I never get tired until around 3. It’s a fucking curse. All I can do is sit here and think about everything. Which is something I really don’t want to be doing. This is what sucks about being straight edge. I can’t go get drunk or high to avoid my problems. But at the same time, I’m glad that I don’t avoid them. People just seem to want to put everything off, are too afraid to open up and actually say when something bothers them. It’s fucking ridiculous. I’m 100% with people, I despise lying. I know a lot of people say they “never lie,” but when I say it, I fucking mean it. Lying is disgusting. It’s just another sign of weakness.

On that note, I should really look into stoicism. But then I remember I’m too compassionate to be a stoic.

Bullshit.