Feelin’ idle.
I can’t take it anymore. I feel simply empty, so sterile, so idle, so bored.
I just can’t take it anymore. Nothing seems to be interesting. Feeling lonely.
I’d like to be somebody else, in another place. Everything makes me thinking, and I just don’t want. I feel like an ant, living my life without surprises, without anything innovative. I’d like to have someone, someone. I’d like to be someone. Someone.
I’d like to change everything. I am bothered of beeing what I am. I’d like to be very different. I’d like to live in another place. With other people. I miss my life, my youngness.
Myxomatosis.
