Go on and break this castle of glass. Burn it down and burn it fast. It doesn't matter anyway, because every thing falls and every thing breaks. Even the bird that flies above, can be shot down with just one gun.

I wrote this little bit last night and even after morning broke, it still rang true.  I should have checked myself into a hospital or something, because right now I feel just as hopeless as I did before. The headache doesn't help.

I feel like I can't trust anyone…