Of all the people I expected to understand how I was feeling, I never thought I would find comfort in knowing that, as fucked up as my life is, I will always have some amount of normality.  I've become the kinda person who is so false, with a happiness that has never honestly existed.  I've become the kinda person who cries on buses, gets off and walks for miles just because I couldn't face pretending I was alright.  I've become the kinda person who sees no point, no life, no anything.  Life is a pointless endeavor.  We live to die, no matter how you look at it, we're dying, every step we take, what the fuck is the point?  Why am I getting an education, why am I going to uni?  To die.  Its all leading to death.  It is so pointless.  I've just become that person who sees the shit stuff life.  And I don't even care.  The shit stuff has become my life and I'm totally fine with that.  Time for school, time to pretend I give a fuck.