Why the hell do I have to be this blamed miserable? Come on, James. Pull it together. People are counting on you. You can’t just fall apart like some two-bit sap every damn time something goes wrong. GET YOUR DAMN LIFE ON TRACK! People need you—hell, you need you. You're acting like a goddamn mess, and it’s getting old! QUIT MAKING A FUCKING HASH OF EVERYTHING! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE WHAT EVERYONE THINKS YOU ARE? WHY DO YOU KEEP FUCKING IT UP? What the hell is wrong with you? GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, JAMES!
What is wrong with me…? I—I... this is hard. I can’t even like myself anymore…











