life is such a downer nowadays, at the end of each day when i sit down, all i feel is negative.

no matter how hard i try to break away from these feelings,

stranded, alone, hanging on a thread, so many other feelings

and the chest constrictions...

life is a mess, nothing but a big heap of useless shit.

i sometimes think that the people that die in their sleep are pretty lucky too,

maybe after a point in you're life, your brain just decides; damn i've had enough, i don't want any more of this shit and quits then everyone thinks you are asleep, till they find your cold, stiff body.