I'm a guy in Miami who hates a lot of things.

It’s only the second day of school, going to be the third and i’m already noticing a significant change in my own persona.

The intrusive, aggressive and pessimistic thoughts are flooding back.

Waking up with burning eyes at 5:30 in the morning wishing to be dead and walking around school looking at different faces, only wishing to put my first through them.
Getting home with low eyes and and a raised brow, even my own mother noticed today.
This isn’t good, I thought i’d changed.

I just need sleep. Which I won’t get enough of for the next 9 months.