this is an intervention. I'm out of control. everyday, the same thing. I spend far too much time on this. I can't devote my day to something so trivial. it's effecting my social life, it's putting strain on friendships. I can't even keep track of all the times I've regretted leaving, closing the door behind me. the panic sets in, I scramble. I can't keep living like this.
I've had enough.
I'm getting a fucking carabiner. or possibly a lanyard. this is rediculous.
ash @ 12:02 AM