t7

No urge to do anything.
Its a fight to get out of bed every morning.
Its a fight to resist the urge to slap the ever living hell out of my coworker at my office.
Its a fight to not just up and murder her and burry her body in a shallow grave.
I have no urge to eat, I have to no urge to exist.
I dont want to do anything at all.
I cant even look in the mirror, and I havent for a long time.

same old same old I guess, just another day. Except I think I will slap the ever living hell out of her and burry her body in that shallow grave today. Gotta twist things up every now and then.