Not my day.
Anxiety. Some depression. Good thing is nearly over. I can watch The Walkind Dead and writte. Talk with my best friend. Tomorrow will be a new day. Tomorrow I maybe will be able to see that hole on the roof of the cave I'm in (based on this art, hehe http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16651938/). But for now there's not hole on the roof. For now is only blackness. Only fear and axiety. Fake smiles. Fake "I'm fine". Though I know certain feeling will remain there...and that will not end well...oh well.
Tomorrow another day.
Today...just this.