Different things are pulling me each way, its driving me nuts inside each day & each night. I hate how it feels, maybe its part of a plan, I just don't know at this point, maybe I'll never understand. Different people are calling me, maybe thats what it takes for the falling of me, or my perspective should change. So much is always calling my name, the difference between ave life and shame. I'll zone in and out again, I hope you choke on bullshit like gimmicks once again.