poeple confuse me. they piss me off, worry me, hurry me.

and then i felt sick. everytime i break my fast i feel like heaving. maybe it's normal, but maybe i'm sick and dying. just maybe.

it feels like i'm back against a wall of tall grim soldiers. i can't move anywhere. i'm just stuck. argh, i hate this feeling of redundant-ness. it's like fuck.