Lost it.

My current state of mind cannot be too healthy.

The best part is that I think I voluntarily put myself in this position time and time again. The f*ck do we do things we shouldn't be doing? I am convinced that we all have masochistic tendencies and they surface when you're out of your freaking mind.

Also, I swear I used to write better. My English together with my thought processes all fell out that same metaphorical hole at the side of my head.

Ok. WTF does that even mean? Oh and I hate my new cyberly-vulgar self.

Hoping for something you might never get f*cking sucks.