f5 f5 I hit that key all the time. I'm wasting my life but hey that's just fine. And it seems with each [bad word] night I grow more and more hateful of the sunlight. I'm scared at the thought of going outside and I'm the last person who can tell you why I suck at hellos and I suck at goodbyes and I'm consistently trying my hardest just to get by. I care that I don't care about everything when I sit alone in my room doing absolutely nothing. And I shouldn't let it get to me. But I have nothing else to do besides just sit around and sing.