It's getting darker and colder.

Talking of course about my soul.

I don't think I can keep up the facade anymore. It's just a matter of time before the people around me discover I am batshit insane. So I might as well reveal it here. I am paranoid, delusional and confused, in combination with a nagging feeling of not being able to feel anything. Ups and downs are tremendeously bigger than they have ever been. I've always been stable (too stable?) but after I moved to London I've been falling apart.

On a lighter note: I just got an email from London College of Fashion suggesting I should defer a year because the student loans shitheads fucked up. I laughed. What a fucking hugely fucking helpful suggestion there, [name removed for potential legal reasons]. Nothing of that matters anyway, as the stunningly awesome Hilde found out other people at the university are actually helpful and not totally fucking delusional, so we will be able to enrol on time.