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A new job brings new hardships. Eventually, I will get caught up on things. Eventually, I won't have to live from paycheck to paycheck. Eventually better hurry it's ass up cause I'm sick of living this way.
I hurt. Both physically and mentally. Too many things happening too fast. Pain pills and cigarettes don't mix. Torn MCL's and broken hearts. All I want to do is puke.
Ugh. . .. Too tired to think.
Too tired to feel.
All I want to do is sleep.