"Quietly and gracefully, you move around the weight of the evidence. Forever side stepping your own shadow and knowing only what you wanna know."

At the moment, I'm listening to "Back to you - Something for Kate".

Not feeling at all good today.

Feeling deeply depressed.

Slightly suicidal, but not enough to die.

I've cut.

Smoked.

Sniffed.

And here comes the lovely pills.

Going to bed.

Goodnight.