September 23rd, 2003


bad bad bad

I've fucked things up in a very spectacular fashion

I knew it was coming but I didn't expect it to be so desperate.

I've been telling myself it's going to work out somehow, things would be okay somehow, but no, they're not, it's not going to be okay. I'm pathologically irresponsible, I let things slide, and slide, and now it's this huge enormous insurmountable terror and I don't see any way out.

Good job.
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yes, things are still melodramatic and worrisome and tragic, but there's not a single thing to be done about it all until morning. I'm scared and stressed and the worst of it is that it's completely my own doing. Ain't that a motherfucker.

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