today i was just feeling low. and all i could think was that if there was blood pouring from my wrists, then everything would be ok.

but i know how untrue that is. and i know how much i never want that to happen again. but i can't help but wonder if those thoughts will ever go away.

and some days, i have to push away the thought of giving up. packing up my things and never coming back. going back to my family, my best friend, my old job, you.

but i know that when i wake up in the morning. all of these thoughts will be gone. i'll get up. i'll go to class. and it will be like today just never happened.

phil collins: take me home
feeling tired