ever have those times where your so utterly confused about the shit going on around you. and you just wanna ask a hundred and one questions but that probably wont help, or everything will go back to being the same as it was, and you like it better this way. but am i really just plaguing myself with the cold hard truth that sticks a knife in the me and twists.

can i assume this is about me? but you know where assuming gets you so that will be a no, assume nothing and take no prisoners