2.14.06

THE FEAR

Have you ever had the feeling that something is miserably wrong but you don’t know what? I have it now.

I used to only get it in the morning after I blacked out. Suck down the rum, black out, and talk.

That’s what I like to do, talk. In the morning, I know I said something I didn’t want to because god forbid I tell anyone my emotions.

It’s fucking murder. It feels like your body is being consumed from the inside by a black hole.

Look, I don’t know if you know what the hell I’m talking about, but it’s the worst to be depressed for no reason. How do you solve it?