Hmm.

Things I thought were going to go right aren't going right after all... I'm so confused. Why am I always like this? Why do I let it get to me?? IT DOESN'T MATTER. Like it was gonna go right anyway. I'm so paranoid about everything... I need something to occupy me. The world doesn't revolve around this one thing... yet it seems to when I'm just sat here, bored out of my head. I should know better; it always happens... I know the signs. But it'll pass. Might be different tomorrow... or maybe not. But probably.

I can't breathe.