Inside

I am in dire need of a miracle. I'm getting pretty desperate. I feel as if there is a huge and heavy punching bag where my heart should be and it's sinking deeper and deeper into all of my other organs. I've been feeling so depressed and stressed lately. It's quite numbing really...

I don't know what to do anymore. My methods of venting don't seem to be healthy. I think it's best if I don't go into further detail of them though. I'm just feeling so... I don't know. So very, very down. I've been drawing more just recently though. I really should do something more productive with my free time. I need to get a job. I need to finish up college paperwork. I need to stop procrastinating. I don't know what is wrong with me. It's so easy for me to start on just about a million things and be really into them and motivated to finish them, but my motivation slowly dies down and I find myself brushing them off to do other things. I really don't seem to realize how much I seem to be fucking myself over. I'm afraid of everything...