eleventh

After nights of depression and pathetic "fuck-this-world" thoughts, I suddenly had a eureka! moment and everything is fine again.

These hormones are fucked, I swear...

On another note,
totally slept too much today. Insanely exhausted for reasons that elude me.
Woke up to find my little finger a little more crooked than usual. Smashed it during softball training... I'm such a retard.
Gonna start gymming. For real this time... even got new gym shoes(that I did not pay for)! Funny how my weight stagnates for years regardless of how much I eat. Annoying, even.

Found some old photos the other day.
I'm surprised at how everything's so different now. I'm becoming someone else. It upsets me... it probably shouldn't. Everyone grows up. They have to. Things change. Nothing will ever stay the same.

So why am I so hung up over it?