After one session of Ghost Recon: Phantoms, one episode of my favorite Suits, and countless fat cats on tumblr and YouTube, I thought I’d feel better.

But no, I don’t feel better. Which is strange, because I shouldn’t be giving a fuck anymore. Consciously I don’t give a fuck, or at least I purposefully try not to care. But in my inner conscience… I dunno man. I dunno. I just hate it so much when this shit gets to me. I don’t think it’s fair.

I’ve accidentally went into the deep end again. I’d known that I’d get hurt. But something just keeps me going there. Fuck this shit. Fuck.