And blame it on a rush of blood to the head.

I think I'm starting to get to the bottom of my problem...

Presently, I have nothing in my life worth fighting for.

And as a result, I have become starved for entertainment. Somehow my head tells me that if I simply found something, anything, to care about at all, my heart would be so much more content with having something to be excited about.

I am apathetically apathetic.