I've never wanted to be around someone or something as much as I have them. this group of people. These, things i view as one thing. Parts making a whole. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. And I don't even care right now because it just doesn't matter, in the end. We all die anyway. So no matter how far anyone goes, we all end up the same. Right now the thing I want and feel that I need is far away... really far away. I'm caught in this web of going back and forth and doing this and doing that when I just want to scream to the rest of the world "Hey. I'm done." and then lay down and sleep for a million and so on years but I can't. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I can't stop. I have work to do.