Why are you here? Why am I... still.. here... right now....
I shouldn't be here, the week is practically over by now, I have plans tomorrow things I'm excited about but still... why do I feel like this? Why is this thing still following me?
Why is this air of anxiety, of fear and rejection plaguing me right now? I thought it would be gone if not forever then jusf have a reason to be here, but I don't have.
It's like I took a wrong step and the floor just swallowed me when I was least expecting it.

I hope it's not my fault. It's the least I can hope for. I'm going to bad.