It’s slipping away. I’m losing a grasp on things. Nothing is in perspective. I can’t think correctly. I slip in out of being either an imbicile or an ass.
I’m so out of it, I turn the most idiotic of ideas into over-blown adventures in my head. I’m excited by the most disgusting things, and the revolting conclusion is how terrible it is to realize I’d been working like an enslaved zombie over a project that I am not fond of to get a product I do not like. This is ridiculous, I’ve wasted time on stupid shit, and I’m not putting my abilities to use nor practicing them! Fuck! Fuck me, fuck this shit, fuck the house, fuck the patronizing people, fuck everything! Fuck!
