I am getting less stable by the day. Something has to give. Something has to give. Sorry, everyone who is expecting me to be aware, I can’t talk to you right now, things are not well… I have to straighten my head out, I have to… see where I am.
The whole world is a lie. I hate everything. I hate everything. People are going away, people are hating me because I hate them, because I hate everything. Everything.