opticnerve

When I was around 8, I accidentally kicked a girl whilst dancing vigorously to 'Disco Duck' at a cousin's party and I felt horrible afterward. Yesterday, I was able to replicate that feeling whilst talking to this girl I'd been seeing. I seriously fucked things up with her. I feel mad and sad all at once. Sad at the end of a brief 'something' that was developing nicely. Mad at myself for, again, screwing things up.

Why do I even bother leaving the house in the morning? I feel like crawling underneath a blanket and passing my life laying in bed.