Making Up Reality [Complete Journal]

March 20 2017

I'm going to fuck something up eventually, per usual.

I'll do something, say something, or even do nothing. All I have to do is do whatever it is wrong and make it irreparable. All I need is the time. Somewhere there's a timer clicking clicking down the seconds until I fuck up, until everything goes to Hell. Sometimes I have to remind myself of that, that nothing lasts forever, because sometimes I forget. Other times though, I think "There's no timer on that one," but my conscience just laughs response.

"You'll fuck it up eventually, just you wait." It says.

I just need the time.
Tick tock.

-J.G.