Doing things for attention? What the fuck no. I just want help. That's all I want: save me from myself. Please,

I had a shit-blown panic attack tonight and after skating around at 4 AM trying to recover I decided to sit down to write the thoughts that ended up settling.

I really wish there were just two of me. And I could feel myself in whichever one I wanted to at any moment. Hey, why not: one me would be a guy, and one would be a girl. The guy me would just chillax at home and skate, and chat with mah h…