so this is the thing:

I don't feel good.
I'm sorry if you need me.
I can't help you. I can't help anyone.

I have anxiety attacks. This friday was the worst yet. Couldn't breathe for a long time, and when I finally started again my whole body ached. My body has been shivering since. My soul can't keep up. My heart is out of order.

Sometimes I have to find out that I am creep just to know that I'm able to move on.

I can't help.
I can't be helped.

what is it with this month?

Almost everyone I know is having a crappy month.
I lost my job. I cant start studying because if I do I wont get any money. huh. So they just want me to sit on my fat ass and complain while trying to find some work I'm actually capable to do. swell.

No, I'm not one happy camper... The job I couldn't care less about, but the studying really hurts... I want to!! But I can't live off nothing.
So my english is bad, but maybe just because I didn't get to take that advanced english class.

Screw you world, I'm going home.