Mumble Jumble

A perfectionist.

That sentence itself sends a cold chill down my spine. They want everything to be perfect and can't handle screw-ups which is frustrating.
They'll never realize how much pressure they put people in and how on edge everyone feels around them.

Sometimes, don't you feel like you're zoning out? It's completely out of your control and but it just happens. Then your friends ask, hey dude.. you ok? What do you tell them then?
That you're in such a cage right now even though it's open there's that fucking guard there at the door that slams the cage shut everytime you make a run for it.

Strange, it's alright. I seem to have that effect on people these days.

Alright I'm going back to work now!

See you later!