I'm torn in half.
I don't, know, what, to, do.
I can't vent anywhere but here. I'm too god damned paranoid.
My skin's fucking crawling and I'm ready to start cutting pieces out of my chest.
Just flip me upside down and unscrew my head - pour it all out, nothing's good in there.
None of it flows.
I think I'm going to puke.
I traded my love for empty security.