and paranoia ensues....

so fucked up. can't sleep or eat....and whenever i do eat, i feel guilty about it. it's fucking insanity....trapped in a metaphor with nowhere to go. paranoia set in 2 or 3 days ago...i think they're out to get me. everyone seems to be talking about me. i cry at the drop of a hat and have to keep reminding myself that big bois don't cry.i curl up in the corner of my bed to make sure nothing can touch me while i try to sleep. that drives me mad, so i just don't sleep. i've been living off v and pepsi all week and it's fucking with my head. i'm scared that the world will stop and they'll all see me without my mask...i'm beginning to think that there is something really wrong with me.