Sometimes I just get the huge urge to tell myself to shut up. I also get the urge to not do the things I'm supposed to do, out of a desperate childish desire to rebel for the sake of rebelling, I think. So I rebel in tiny, insignificant ways, like not going to class once in a while and coming up with silly excuses to mend, or doing shittily on an assignment just so I could have something to "make up" for, if that makes any sense at all. If you're not ruined, there's nothing to fix, right? You need to be fixable. Help needs to be able to approach you.

I woke to the sun rising today. Sorry for being so inarticulate. I really can't say.

Guichanaso.