Nobody notices that I'm right back where I was 7 years ago, full of self-hatred and loathing of my own personality. I'm crumbling, 'cause I can't seem to do anything but hurt the ones closest to me, and the only person I need right now is in another country, and I'm not even sure I'm going to see him, 'cause it almost feels as if he's forgotten about me. So fuck all, fuck me, and fuck my life.
This isn't pretty at all, and I loath it, but it's my blog and I need a fucking breathing space once in a while.