Days on their own: 5
It's like I took a good long look at my life and thought, "Wow, this looks really good! I'm really happy... maybe I should take a big shit on it!" I hate myself right now and I cry like every fifteen minutes. I am trying to hold it together but I think I'm overcompensating for the fact that I feel like someone ripped my heart out and filled the cavity with sand that is filling my limbs. I'm numb and in pain all at once... I don't even know what I feel right now. I'm so confused and the one person I really want to talk to about it, won't speak to me. And the worst part is I can only blame myself... fuck. Where's that boom box at?