Getting that feeling in my chest and the thoughts in my head again. Feel like I'm whining about my problems when my life isn't that bad. Complain about feeling tired... oh, poor me. I have to wake up early tomorrow to print stuff but I don't think I can... useless. That's what I am. But hey, I was laughing earlier. See? I'm fine. I'm always fine.

Yeah, I can't take my own advice.

I think I'll listen to music.