I think I'm depressed because life feels or is meaningless and trivial.
I just want there to be something more. The only way I can think of to make it seem worthwhile is by creating. Nights like these I paint and draw and write.
Art and creation is my antidote for the meaninglessness of existence. However pretentious that sounds. I am sometimes pretentious, and sometimes the complete opposite
I guess I am looking for people to talk to, maybe even meet.
I am shy but very open. I just need to be asked.
And, If I dont answer your message, its either because I dont know what to say, or I dont feel good enough to be around other people.