[::explodes::]
i'm in a state of subdued panic.
i'm seriosuly about to start freaking out.
things are getting out of hand.
life is going a bit farther out of my control than i would like it.
things are so different.
i spend all day wandering around with this weight in the pit of my stomach.
the "fun" is helping me forget for a while but it doesn't change that facts.
i'm fucked over
and its all my fault.
i've really done it this time, boys and girls.
shit is about to hit the fans an splatter everywhere.
sometimes i think it might just be better if this was over.
but i'm too selfish.
i'm getting worried.
am i going insane?
would i even know if i was?
damn i need to sleep.
good-night.
-J