keep breathing
God, all I want to do is scream; scream, cry and pound on the walls till my knuckles are bloody and raw. It just seems completely utterly unfair as the circumstances play out in front of me. But then when is life ever fair to anyone; you have to 'roll with the punches' 'take the good with the bad'. Sometimes that shit just doesn't seem to work very well for those damn hard headed people such as myself. And it sucks in a non-life-affirming-way.