fuck.

i'm slipping. i don't really know to where, or from where, or why. or how, or... anything really. usually i can tell where my spiral is heading, but this time i can't. and it's like a fucked up, incongruous, random, chaotic spiral. like a web. i'm weaving a web of chaos. i'm entangling myself in an even more stressful life than the one i currently cannot escape.

"would you just shut up? it's depressing listening to you talk."
(thanks mom)

i fell down the stairs twice today.

oh god, too much blood. too much. way too much. all over.

i have a date with a beautiful, talented, interesting girl. wow. and we're going to get coffee too... it's like... heaven.