my brain is losing control. i can’t sleep properly. i can’t stay awake properly. my mind is mush lately.

yeah, it used to be a common excuse of mine…”i’m tired, i don’t feel like it…” and now i’m really starting to understand i have REAL sleep issues, if not a sleep disorder.

my fault i’m sure. another reason to make me an asshole.

i just have…so many things to say, and no way to say them. at least, i can’t organize them, not yet. for some reason, when i’m sober, the words just don’t flow. not to mention i censor myself…

but soon.

i’m sick of the anger and hatred. it’s disturbing and uncalled for. it’s time to drop the facade and to quit pretending.