2:17am

I can't sleep. I can't even get myself to talk.

I don't want to keep making myself feel this way. I have to figure this out somehow. I have to fight it off. I'll have myself damned if I ever let history repeat itself. Not again. I've worked too hard.

Every single damn time this happens, I can only hope that it's a phase. It's always just a phase, just a mood, isn't it?

Fuck me.