that's just great

there is a motherfucking roach in my room. and i won't even attempt to kill it because those fuckers are wuick as fuck. yes i am cursing a lot because i am angry. i am angry at myself. i am angry at you. i am angry at myself because i depend on you for SLEEP. i feel like without you, i can't pass on into the subconscious world so easily. it. takes. hours. you don't understand. i don't know why, i don't know how. i'm angry at you because you make me feel so fucking guilty. who else am i suupsoed to go to when i can't sleep? it's not like i'm gonna go to someone else because it's not like i want to talk to anyone else but you. aren't i supposed to depend on you for that? i'm sorry i can't sleep okay. and don't you call me when you can't sleep? what else am i supposed to do? yes i am weak. you have no idea. the more you drill it into my brain the more weak i feel myself becoming. maybe i am taking this too far, but what can i do. i mean, is it so bad that i just want to hear about your day?