For 2 months I was different. For 2 months I deceived myself by saying that everything's okay. Took my brain juice, add my pills. But all it took was two minutes. Two minutes where time stood still. When my brain collapsed and I returned to my state of, monstrosity. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Fucking hell.

Maybe its the work. Maybe its the play. Maybe once again its mom.

Such pity...




...dad stopped praying. I don't know why. I can't do this alone.