Something is eating me alive, from the inside out.


What the hell is wrong with me. I’m a babbling idiot right now, nothing I am saying or thinking is making sense.

My breathing is fucked. My left arm is basically numb. I am beside myself telling me to stop. But I won’t.

I’m sitting here in a mail customers parking lot typing this.


Fuck this, my weird blinking and stutter.

Metal Gear, all night when I get home.

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