"i think i'm some kindof addict"

I feel unappreciated.

and invisible.

and lost.

and all too aware that everything is irreversibly fucked.

I should probably sleep it off.

8-Mile...

"all we do is talk shit and we're still broke as fuck and living with our moms."

"when do you reach the point where you just can't live up there anymore and you have to live down here?"

i don't know. fucking when??

i know if i don't soon, i will self-destruct, but i've felt like that for awhile.