It’s that time again. Isolate and retreat. My heart takes a break and my head spins out of control. No remorse, no empathy. Just anxiety on top of paranoia, on top of shitty self esteem.
It’s that time again. Isolate and retreat. My heart takes a break and my head spins out of control. No remorse, no empathy. Just anxiety on top of paranoia, on top of shitty self esteem.