I came onto night, healed, to be with you all, to rekindle friendships lost, and apreciate your art. But now I feel like screaming, ecause I was wrong, and I don't know what I'm doing again, and I've hurt people so bad, jsut for existing, and so many more for trying to stop existing with them. But this isn't fair, I can't deal with supporting me and you when I can't support myself, I can't fix you , and care for you, when I'm dead inside, I can't. and I don't know who this is directed at and my heads spinning and this is all jsut turning to crap, and it's not meant to be like this and people aren't meant to love eachother after they break up,