for a while, i’ve had this horrible sensation of floating aimlessly…and drowning.
i can’t explain it, and for the most part it’s just walls closing in on me constantly, i feel strangled and trapped. and lost.
my life is a fucking mess, really. everything i’ve ever wanted or everything i’ve ever tried to do is just so horribly fucked up and wrong. it’s all wrong. everything in my life is fucked up and wrong and i’ve lost a handle on how i can go about fixing it. but if i stop to ask myself, do i really care anymore anyway?
do i?
do i fuck…
mine :
