(to the tune of Last Resort by Papa Roach)

Actually, no, my parody was practically the same as the original lmao. Just instead of "cut my life into pieces" it was "slice my thigh, cause the bleeding"
Things have been fun. My T asked if I wanted a break from therapy. I'm pretty sure she's the one that wants a break. I will torture her nahh I'm going to work on my stuff. I have not though, other than "going out to get food" with the subconscious intention of going to the land of drunk, but I actually got food. I did slice myself up pretty good yesterday though. Could've used some stitches, but tape and a gauze wrap 'll do. Sui thoughts this morning. I came up with an interesting plan for it that may change the outcome of the election, but I feel okay right now. Right now will likely not last long though. But for now I'm going to go finish my Italian sub and play all the dysfunctional relationship songs.