Everything Makes Nothing Exist.

i feel on edge.
its hard to describe because i dont feel like this often.
and its not a good feeling either which makes it worse.
i almost want to vomit but at the same time totally dont.
its nothing phyical, although my mental state makes me shake and.. bite my hand.

i was just argueing with some people and losing.
it hurt real bad. especially when they call me a liar and im telling the truth. no one should ever feel like that but so many people do. too many. too often.

but i listend to some music. and it cleansed me well.
i do my breathing exercises that calm me down. and i try resolve the problems life faces me with.
i try my best to milk ever oportunity i have. and no longer have regrets.

and at the end of the day i end up pondering this:
how epic a candy floss machine would be to have.
how i want to be mumified when i die.
if you scratch and itch, or itch a scratch. or if it doesnt matter either way.
how i even have friends. and how grateful i am to have them.

skittles suck

-R.M.