Time check, 11.43pm. Just got home from shopping, partyworld and supper. Saw something I wished I hadn't on the world wide web a few minutes ago. It was so impactful. It gave me a need to kick bad. To scream bad. To need booze and fags bad. I wish all I saw was merely my deluded illusions. Something from my own perceptions. Something that is not actually how I think it is. Something not as bad as it seems to me.
I only have exactly one week to go. One more week to hold. One last week to wait. But I am procrastinating so much. I have not even taken any action. It's so difficult to express. It's so difficult to initiate. It's so difficult. Difficult. Difficult.

Jh's here. Gtg.
Knock these off me.

Let me go.
I beg.