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This is real life, holy fucking shit.
I remember this as some sort of song/album title, but I cannot relate to it more than now. Everyday I wake up with the same emotions: fear, worry, anxiety, dread, sadness, regret, guilt, shame, and all with the mixture of my terrible daily life. It's some kind of poisonous cocktail of horror I counsume every morning without a choice. The words to describe this painful ritual would be exactly those words; "this is real life, holy fucking shit." This is a nightmare I can't wake up from, and one where I'm too afraid of closing my eyes.
I remember this as some sort of song/album title, but I cannot relate to it more than now. Everyday I wake up with the same emotions: fear, worry, anxiety, dread, sadness, regret, guilt, shame, and all with the mixture of my terrible daily life. It's some kind of poisonous cocktail of horror I counsume every morning without a choice. The words to describe this painful ritual would be exactly those words; "this is real life, holy fucking shit." This is a nightmare I can't wake up from, and one where I'm too afraid of closing my eyes.