I swear, this state is a miserable fucking inescapable black hole and everyone here sucks. 33 years, and every time I get far away enough to feel happy. To be able to breathe. Some uncontrollable bullshit rips me right back. I'm so through with it. From now on, I'm just going to be that weirdo that doesn't talk to anybody. I'll go from home to work, work to home. I'll keep to myself and get out as soon as possible. And next time I leave I am not looking back for anything.
