I'm just fucking sick of life now, I think. I'm tired of what my day to day life has become, I'm sick of constantly having to keep my guard up, I feel like being dead is preferable to this.
Heccison, Harbinger of Death
Another OCD thing happened, I think
I'm not sure if it did or if it didn't, regardless, that's another fucking problem to deal with, as if today didn't fucking reek already, right before I'm about to go to bed too
