Everyday begins with nightmares, and every night I avoid going to sleep. Those dreams... They seem so real that I'm paranoid for the rest of the day, expecting to see a woman with a knife plunging towards me.
Yeah... Well, ya know what?
She's not gonna get me. I am.
I'm tired, oh-so tired. Therapy's not working, and life is just going down the drain.
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