So...

I skipped again.
I am so grounded.
But I just dont feel like doing anything.
At all.
Im just in my usual slump and i'll get over it eventually.
Except this doesnt feel normal for me.
Its equally as miserable but all i want to do is sleep.
Because my dreams are so much better than reality.
I hate being awake, I hate living, but im actually scared to die.
Because not knowing is the worst thing ever.
A friend told me not to fear death, because, pain, sadness, despair, thoughs are all human things. After you die, your inhuman. So pain doesnt exist.
But then neither does love.
So idk...