Thursday, December 17, 2009


Falling apart. Panic attacks, feeling my impending reach toward mental breakdown causes me to call GV8 and curl up in his lap for an afternoon, sobbing my heart out over everything that has happened in the last few days that had nothing to do with him.

It was good to see him.

I still feel like I'm going to break, but I've pushed it back a few days.

I don't know.

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