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Exhausted.exhausted.exhausted.
I don't even know why. Ever since I came home all I've gone is sleep for hours at a time. I can't seem to get enough and it makes my whole existence sluggish and drowsy.
I'm having issues with everything. I want to rip off my skin I'm so uncomfortable in it. I hate my face, stomach, hair, skin, legs, arms, back. EVERYTHING. I want it gone.gone.gone.
I'm so negative its making me huffy and pushing, smashing things up and glaring at Raf. I get so frustrated with my own feelings that I take it out on him and then it makes the whole room heavy with our anger. I don't know. I'm so fucking tired of feeling this way. It isn't fair. I felt fixed. I thought I was fixed. Why am I back where I started?
The boys and I made gingerbread houses.
Grayson and Amato made a Pokemart that featured a Pokecoral and walls that liked to collapse.
Grayson <3's Steroids.
Shir gave props to Jim Jones AND Israel with his gingerbread house the featured a star of david sky-light. BALLIN!
Azlan and I were gonna make a cigarette factory. Or a trippy mushroom land. Then all of our cookie-capped mushrooms fell apart so we just made swirly designs and peppermint trails to whatever the fuck kind of gingerbread place we created. Either way, Azlan was fucking pysched on icing.
"Reserved for Customers Carrying Large Packages".
AWWW YEAHHH.
Basically. I'm trying to get over myself.
I don't even know why. Ever since I came home all I've gone is sleep for hours at a time. I can't seem to get enough and it makes my whole existence sluggish and drowsy.
I'm having issues with everything. I want to rip off my skin I'm so uncomfortable in it. I hate my face, stomach, hair, skin, legs, arms, back. EVERYTHING. I want it gone.gone.gone.
I'm so negative its making me huffy and pushing, smashing things up and glaring at Raf. I get so frustrated with my own feelings that I take it out on him and then it makes the whole room heavy with our anger. I don't know. I'm so fucking tired of feeling this way. It isn't fair. I felt fixed. I thought I was fixed. Why am I back where I started?
The boys and I made gingerbread houses.
Grayson and Amato made a Pokemart that featured a Pokecoral and walls that liked to collapse.
Grayson <3's Steroids.
Shir gave props to Jim Jones AND Israel with his gingerbread house the featured a star of david sky-light. BALLIN!
Azlan and I were gonna make a cigarette factory. Or a trippy mushroom land. Then all of our cookie-capped mushrooms fell apart so we just made swirly designs and peppermint trails to whatever the fuck kind of gingerbread place we created. Either way, Azlan was fucking pysched on icing.
"Reserved for Customers Carrying Large Packages".
AWWW YEAHHH.
Basically. I'm trying to get over myself.