I don't know why I came here today.
I felt like I needed to write.
I am not really feeling great today. I need something to keep me distracted and no such thing is coming.
I miss Dave.
Are you purposely distancing yourself from me? Or is it just coincidence? Is it my fault?
I want to do something. I need something. I don't know. I need knew things. I need something. Anything.
I am disgusted by myself. I hate the way I look, the way I feel. Like, literally how I feel. I feel like a bag full of cake dough.
Fuck this shit right off.
i need to remember my medication.
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