Things wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t surrounded by people that never suffer any consequences. It seem that every time I slip a half-degree from fucking perfection, the universe explodes in my face, hog-ties me and drags me for days across a dry ripping hell. But the people around me blow through life taking whatever they want and ignoring the rules – and they get away with it day after day after day. And they sleep like babies. I haven’t slept for days.
And I’m too much of a coward to end it.