For once I'd like people to stop being so fucking demanding.

I don't even get a second to breathe anymore.

And it's iritating.

Just stop!

Calm your tits.

Let me fucking breathe.

It's bad enough that I'm stuck in my own head lately.

Been trying to focus on WoW.

It's been helping.

Though, I'm going to have to explain what a broken promise is.

It a fucking 43 year old.

Because it's not what he thinks it is.

I just cannot handle broken promises right now.

I can't handle a lot of shit right now, honestly.

I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown.

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It comes in and out like the tide.

Waves of pain, sorrow, confusion and love.

They roll over me as a blanket.

Surrounding me in warm embrace.