I have no dreams. I had them once. From now and before. But I lost them, to reality. Maybe I never cared enough to achieve them. I don't have close friends. Only a few friends to not be "alone" all the time. I started many hobbies and never really stuck to one. Never been in a relationship. I am still confused about the future. I am confused about the present too.
I am in my second year at university.
I work part time in bars during the weekend. In a coffee shop during the week.
All in all, my life is very monotone.
I am not living. I am just surviving.