I got nothing.
Living inside my own head and skin is getting more excruciating by the day.
What am I doing wrong?
Ever get the feeling in your chest, the sinking one that drags practically your entire face down with it and you know that if you'd only cry, you'd feel so much better, but you just can't?
I mean, what is this, anyway?
My entire existence is a joke.
I feel marginal. I feel like I could just disappear and no one would even notice I wasn't around. Or if they did even bother to notice, they wouldn't care much.