awake
in a prolific moment of blinded anguish for life and the moment, i regressed severely.
and as i woke this morning and saw the factual evidence of my ridiculous compulsion, my stomach churned and i mentally slapped myself.
bad me, bad bad me. im over it. one last time to make my stomach churn just right enough to realize how i was stricken with hypocrisy one last time.
one very very last time. no more destruction. i hit the bottom, i cleaned my slate, owned my endeavors.
now i build.
and as i woke this morning and saw the factual evidence of my ridiculous compulsion, my stomach churned and i mentally slapped myself.
bad me, bad bad me. im over it. one last time to make my stomach churn just right enough to realize how i was stricken with hypocrisy one last time.
one very very last time. no more destruction. i hit the bottom, i cleaned my slate, owned my endeavors.
now i build.