Sorry.

That last post probably freaked you all out. Not to mention the state of my wrists. I'm sorry. My mind went through the garbage disposal, and it was already next to the drain to begin with. I don't know what's up with me lately. I'm sorry. For everything. For being such a major jerkwad. For putting you through all of this. For cussing you all out at various times.

You receive what you give,

And this is like nothing,

I feel like s**t,

But at least I feel something... ("Disconnected" by In Flames)

I love you all.