I don’t know why I just said I’d sort my own food out tonight, I’m starving but that’s not enough motivation to actually sort food. I might just sleep.
So like all my friends know what they want to do with their lives and are all either in that career already or studying to be what they want to be. They are all also in relationships and people are buying houses, getting engaged/married and having kids and shit.
I have no clue what I want to do. Not one single, fucking clue! I also haven’t even been close to being in a real relationship for years.
It’s all quite depressing.
That’s why I’m running back off to Australia, because being here makes me feel like a worthless piece of shit.