“Fuck it” – my final thought before making most decisions.

i feel like i’m on autopilot i genuinely don’t feel alive

:( life is so hard

Damn this is such a good song let me play it 78 times an hour until i hate it

maybe you’re right, maybe this is all i that i can be

Me: crying and feeling suicidal

Me, 10 mins later: I feel absolutely nothing.

delete thoughts

Octavio Paz, tr. by Elizabeth Bishop, The Collected Poems, 1957-1987