it is misery, when something you wanted so much is coming up and you're too tired to care
i do firmly believe that everything, including people's attention, is finite. trust me, i'd love to think otherwise but it just seems more and more every day like you have to fight for every single thing no matter how little it may be or how much you need it. you just have to prove yourself time and time again and, if someone better just stumbles along, you'll still get nothing
pastaigaaties