So tired, things are confusing enough, but now I can’t sleep, every time I close my eyes I see them, covered in blood, screaming, as I cut them, then, god… I need these images out of my head, I need, release.
This fucking blog is the cause of it all, before I heard of this place, I wasn’t this way, I wasn’t this fucked up, it all started once I took this blog over, it’s like somehow it infected me, made me, lose my shit, I need, I need to get away from this all, I need, I need, fuck I just need sleep.
I’m not thinking straight, I’m not, I’m not understanding things, I need sleep, I need rest, I need to get way from this house, this place, this blog, I need sleep.
I know, pointless post, but I can’t help it, it’s like, if I don’t write it down, if I don’t share it with you, it’s nothing, I’m nothing.
Am I really just a character in a story?
Or, is he the character, and I’m just confused, I’m lost, maybe if I can sleep, rest, regroup, I can sort this out myself, maybe, I can put him where he needs to be.
Maybe I can end his story, before, he ends me….
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