My stomach is rotting from the inside. My head hurts and my heart aches. Having trouble breathing, and falling asleep when I don't want to be awake. I'd just rather stay asleep than be alone today. I'd rather f*** or argue than be alone today. Lock myself inside until it goes away. I'm trying to see things differently, and ignore my paranoia and my anxiety. I'm trying to see things differently. But if home is where the heart is, than I suppose I lost my home a long, long time ago.