The spirit of roach still disturbs me. It could get psychotic. I think now I understand why support is important, didn’t know then, didnt have it then. It could all be a little sappy story here, a little there, but I wouldn’t. I even thought for a moment when i run my hand through my hair that the knots in my hair were damn roach. Even though there wasn’t I was sincerely anxious for 10 minutes and now. So the support thing, I’m dying right here, a little of the spirit by a little of the spirit. Not a sad or down or self pitying story to describe. All I need is a reason, but that itself is an excuse, maybe time to take responsibility or maybe stop making responsibility out of things. Sometimes things are absurd. It’s hard to say if I’m trying my hardest. Still. End it. Be quiet. End it.
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