I'm fucking tired. What I want to do most, when I come home? RUN. RUN anywhere from here. I don't want to lie down on bed, I don't want to eat, I want to run as far as I can. Even if I can't, I don't care if I reach anywhere in particular or what happens either. Accompanied by anyone as mad as myself, who doesn't care of what's left behind in the core of his heart. Just not staying here, just to do anything real. run… please…