The usual stuff

The usual stuff, crippling loneliness that's making my heart feel like it's moving 20 beats per millisecond. Just the normal self loathing and pitiful weakness that makes me wanna just quit. and my favorite the "it'll get better with time, u gotta push on and deal with it." voice over in the forefront of my mind that produce just enough alpha waves to keep from going over that very small line.

I always talk about how I can't describe what I feel, and in this one instance talking to probably the only person I feel comfortable enough to share me and not just the surface thoughts, the under the breathe statement that drives me crazy. Descriptiveness that only comes in the lateness of the night.

Eh just the usual stuff.