Disaster Strikes
Always right? But there must be a saboteur in my midst. At least that's how I've been thinking, how I'm used to thinking. But who? Who would want to betray me? The problem with being increasingly erratic and paranoid is umm, I can't think of one. Too much static right now to really think of anything. So many murderers everywhere. Can't trust them. Can't sleep. Gotta stay safe. Awake is safe. Watching is safe. Don't know what to think now. Who to trust?