"We're not prepared.
What happens if we don't get there?" -Mesh

7th of July 2000

I know. I know. I know.
I've been through this before. I knew this was likely to happen. I knew.
But I knew the last time, too.

It didn't help then, it doesn't help now.

I just want to cut. Cut and cut and cut. My arteries open. Wide open. To protect myself. Nothing hurts then.

Don't leave me alone here. Don't. Please.

Back again.