roamingaround

Do you ever drink so much coffee that you turn paranoid? The day just kept getting more and more twisted, and I felt the anxiety rising in my limbs, making the muscles contract. Things turned violent in the evening. J threw me against the fridge really hard, and I know I deserved it. He held me there until I calmed down.

When I finally crashed, I slept like the dead. Couldn't even get up to turn out the lights.