Fucking hell woman, it's like you and I have been living in each other's minds lately.

Nothing's moving fast enough for me either. How soon is now? Not bloody well soon enough.

Which direction do I go in first to make it start happening? Fucked if I know.

It's the end of C8 that's thrown me into all this turmoil. I still have all that mad energy and nothing to focus it on. I must be some kind of sick masochist.