My wrists are toast.
My heart is turbulent.
My head is full.
I feel scared.
I feel like I’m way better at predicting the future than I want to be.
I think tomorrow is another day and in approximately 12 hours I can go to sleep.
My wrists are toast.
My heart is turbulent.
My head is full.
I feel scared.
I feel like I’m way better at predicting the future than I want to be.
I think tomorrow is another day and in approximately 12 hours I can go to sleep.