Well, here goes.

Once more unto the breach, dear friends. And so on. My anxiety and addictions defeat me. Or do they? It truly feels like this is the FINAL BATTLE. I like to think of it like that. Searching for the perfect app, one that will make all my worries dissipate and control my brain and livin' well and happiness truly coming on down that hill, tumbling down, knock into me. I'm ready. Fuck food. The Ballad of Microcalorie Alec. And whatnot. Or whatfor. Whatfor > Whatnot. Whatfor. I don't think that I'm special and maybe that's the problem? ^ Anyway, let's see if I can update this post tomorrow with a different looking image pre-jump. Goodnight, folks.