You Turn New Born Baby Blue, Now We're All the Virus

Oh Heya, GG,

Today is just another example of how I keep losing my shit over obsessions. I'm on a soft spiral right now. Sounds like that would be better, like it would be like less intense than a regular spiral and in many ways it is less intense.

There's only one problem... On a soft spiral, the shit I'm saying to my self, you know... the really mean things that are actually cutting and really truly hurtful... They're way more truthful and reality based than they would be on a deep spiral where irrational paranoia leads the charge...

I fucking hate myself. I can't help but fumble every fucking time I get the ball. I'm going to break your heart... I'll cry about it afterwards, and further hate myself for all of it, but it will still happen none-the-less. I'm doomed with ruin and my vile cancer will consume any lover that gets caught up in my charming bullshit...

Take Care of Yourself... RUN!

-Daddy