Fuck this. Fuck all of it. Fuck my little life. Fuck my screwed-up little mind.
I don't even care anymore. I want out of here. I've spent the evening googling last minute cheap flights. I'm seriously considering just upping and leaving. Somewhere in the sun is sounding so very good right now.
I just need a break. I need something to shake me out of this. I need a wake up call. Or a revelation. Or just to be somewhere new, where no one knows my name.
I need this miserable, rainy, grim little week to end. I need this pattern of mindless, sickening little binges to end. I need out of this narrow-minded, stifling little place.
I want somewhere where I can breathe. Somewhere to feel free.