Adrian's POV:
Where the fuck am I exactly? And where exactly this fucking life is taking me? Unfortunately I have no answer for those important questions about myself.
Whenever life is fucking me up real hard, I ask myself those two questions, to make sure that I'm still alive and in the real world. In case I got stuck inside my own fucking rotten stinky mind.
Now, of all the times that I've been kneeled down broken and fucked up properly by my life itself against my will, this time is completely different from the previous ones. Fuck my miserable life!
My feelings are being weird and so confused since last night's dangerous episode; I basically lost my fucking control over my mind and body as well.
Fuck this! My head is fucking hurting me right now like never before, and I didn't even drink any shitty alcohol since Sunday night. I guess I need to drink now to calm down my throbbing head.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!