I hate that I'm capable of such animosity towards others... What is this shit??
Because I want to fix what is obviously broken but I can't because it's mother fucking radioactive and it's my child.
I need to find a way to let go... Worrying took over a former in the back of the pack anxiety position... I hate horse racing.
Is my adventurous behavior directly related to the pressures and stress around me.. is there a direct correlation or is it just inferred??
Do i make bad choices because of my poor coping mechanisms??
Am i still full of shit like always??
My balls say yes... They are cold and shriveled atm.
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