mothra

I can't fight anymore.

I'm physically and emotionally exhausted.

It's been the hardest month of my life and it's starting to show. My fight is over, if there's anything worth salvaging left fighting needs to come from the other end.


I think I might finally be able to go to sleep in my bed without being wasted. My body is starting to tell me I can't lose anymore sleep over this.

Tomorrow I'm either leaving for Costa Mesa, Austin, or I'm giving up on leaving and might have to try and salvage my life.