I let myself believe this was possible.
That it was,in fact,already happening.
But I'm not going to fret over the stupidity of believing.
Wouldn't that just be a waste of psychic energy?
Another excuse to engage in an endless cycle of negativity?
Experts in the field of human behaviour,
would agree that my will to believe was not a sign of stupidity.
Experts would agree that my will to believe was a sure sign of INSANITY.
...&It was that wretched,misguiding,leechlike parasite called hope.
I refuse to screw up this MYE.
& I goddamn won't.
Finally things seem to be aiming for a good turn.
Good job.
Stressed.
Panic,air getting thinner,hard to breathe.
Bottled up,on &on,never stops.
Demoralised,being dissed at.
Worrying.
...&worrying.
I need faith & confidence.Now,where did they go &how come I don't remember when i lost them?
...Or maybe i never had them in the first place.
I fucking feel weak & totally useless.
Buck up weiru,hold on.Just hang on,it'll be over soon.
&I thought...Nevermind.
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