Icky Day

Today is one of those days. A day where I wish that I was taken into the grasps of death the night before. I have no reason to why I feel this way, I just kind of do. I have done nothing but sit upon my couch in my bedroom and loath every molecule of living in today's world. Happiness is draining from my body, slowly but surely, and I'm almost positive that pretty soon it will completely run out, and at that point, there will be nothing left to me. I need to get as far away from everyone I know before that happens, but I can not escape the life that I am stuck in at this point; therefore, I have no where to go, and I will slowly fall into a deep, black abyss. Congratulations to those of you whom enjoy your life in many ways... I loath you in any possible way.