Wednesday, 30 June 2021

Today could've gone well...

All's well that ends well, then all's bad that ends bad. My day was coming up after weeks in the gutter. I reacted, I should've just held on. 

I cannot be myself, it is a fucking nightmare waiting to rear out, snapping and growling, snarling and ready to tear at my lifeline- my own carotid.

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