i've stopped doing it lately.
you know, the bruising.
though i'm pretty sure that i'll get back on track.
life has been worse than ever, but i say that every other week.
sometimes, i wonder if they let me do it.
sometimes, i wonder if they know i do all of these horrible things to myself.
because this whole thing,
this whole facade of mine,
seems to be way too easy to hide.
