take me out tonight, where there's music and there's people

The fact is, I feel nothing, which is more than I’ve ever felt before.

Oh shit. Oh god. Oh hell fuck. This is the worst fucking possible time for this.

I know ghosts exist, but are there any in our place?

It's a girl. I have a little girl.

Jesus fucking H. Christ, I gave up caffeine for Lent and I already hate myself for it. My head hurts and I'm tired and I want to eat my own hand.

I hate withdrawals. Even from something not technically as bad as cigarettes or heroin (butsogoddamnmuchbetter).