I can't stop screaming.

I really want out of this shitty place. I need to get out before I slit my wrists or smother myself. I don't want to become one of these people stuck here for the rest of my life. It's my biggest fear. But somehow, I always end up back here. There really isn't anything worth staying for in this shitty town.

I want to buy a one way ticket to anywhere but here. But my stupid passport needs to be renewed. We'll see how I feel in two weeks when the new passport comes in.