It's Over, They've Found Me

I used to know what I was doing and what I wanted to do. Decisions were made, and for a time it was good.


What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Either that or it consumes you.


So here I sit, too scared to make a move, contemplating the possible outcomes of actions I do not know how to take. Projecting my thoughts onto a reality where they do more harm than anything else and probably do not belong anyhow. For being a complete git I apologise.


Song of the Day: For Tonight You're Only Here to Know (The Distillers)