I've lost my passion in life, it seems. I'm bored and I'm sleeping all the time, and I'm just failing to find the willpower to do anything these days. Used to like e-fedding (fantasy wrestling roleplaying). Don't want to do that anymore. Used to like drawing and painting. Don't want to do either of those things anymore. It's as though all of my excitement and all of my enthusiasm have just been sucked dry and all that's left is a zombie in its place, barely able to feed, wash and clothe itself. I'd say I want to die but I died a long time ago. I once prayed to God to help me be at my best so I could meet my true love. Look at me! I'm nowhere near my best! I'm a wreck at the moment. I've lost all joy. This is the worst I've ever been. Right now, it's like all I want to do is die and I'm half hoping that there's no afterlife just so I don't have to experience any more of this shit. Yeah, I'd welcome nothingness right now. I need an eternal nap. I woke up at 3 in the afternoon today. 3 o'fucking clock! My days are getting shorter and my nights are getting longer. I'm wondering how long is left before I just pass away out of boredom. Life wasted. At one point I had so much going for me but now? Meh! I broke my promise to myself that I would never end up like my brother but I'm even worse! At least he has a passion in his life with his band. I feel like I've reached the point of no return.