Damn it Johnny. Damn it.

I'm very tired of planning ahead.

I'm tired of thinking about futures.

Hell. I'm tired of everything. I wanna escape, but if I do, I'm not so sure I'll ever come back.

It's like I really wanna end up miserable and amounting to nothing. I actively resist success.

So now I have a week to get everything in order. I probably won't, but I'll tell myself I have that option to make me feel better.

I have no clue what I'm talking about anymore. Sorry. I'm very disoriented right now. I fucking hate every single little thing right now.

-Allan