InsaneJournal

I still need more healthy rest in order to work at my best. My health is the main capital I have and I want to administer it intelligently. I don't know what I mean. I've forgotten what I meant. I don't think I'm at my best, it feels like someone shot me dead in the skull and it makes
My hands shake and I don't think I'm meant to be quite this
Color.
Going away can be final. Walking out the door can be final. Any form of real betrayal can be final. Dishonesty can be final. Selling out is final. But you are just talking now. Death is what is really final.
I think there are cockroaches on me but I can't see them. I can't see them. This isn't right.