Two runners, finding their way home.
Hang the fuck in there, Joel. You can beat this.
Come on, man. Bean bags. Potato chips. Dunk your head in cold water and truck on out of populated areas, and do whatever it takes to stay out. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do.
Last night, I was probably too drunk to remember posting that. Sorry for getting people worried but the sentiments are true...That's the problem, you see Haku? I want to do it, but each time I don't, it builds up inside me until I murder something. And then Rinse and Repeat. Over and over and over again.What did Fa What did HE do to me? Like, it was manageable before, but now I can't stop.I hate this.