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My brain hurts.

It's just one of those depressing days where you look in the mirror and your stumach turns because there's everything wrong with who's looking back at you. One of those days where your head and stomach collapse because you feel useless and the inverse is screaming no. Where you walk and feel confident but really your walking alone. All these little voices are feeding you all of this positive and negative information towards yourself. Being unsure of what you want. But you know what you know is what you should do. Thinking what you could of done different. And it's all because of one tiny big little fucking perfectly messy human being. It's just one of those days.