I can't do this. I'm sitting in the waiting room for my appointment and I'm having a panic attack. I'm on the verge of tears. I'm shaking. I can't breath. I'm a fucking mess. I just wanna go home.
“We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.” -Chuck Palahniuk
“The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, and fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.” -Chuck Palahniuk
I can't do this. I'm sitting in the waiting room for my appointment and I'm having a panic attack. I'm on the verge of tears. I'm shaking. I can't breath. I'm a fucking mess. I just wanna go home.
Driving down the wrong road and knowing it,
The fork years behind, how many have thought
To pull up on the shoulder and leave the car
Empty, strike out across the fields; and how many
Are still mazed among dock and thistle,
Seeking the road they should have taken?