Lobotomy, plxthnks!
"Don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head." (on repeat and LOUD!)
I think the proper term for me today is shattered.
Something fell apart this morning as I was being woken up to the tune of "MOMMY!!!" I'm not sure what it was, but right now I need solitude. I don't care about Harry Potter tonight. I couldn't give a shit less what my children are doing outside my door. And I sure as hell don't give a damn where that fucker is. Hopefully he's in front of a bus or something.
I'm not going to go into the argument I've had with the fucker already this morning. It's completely pointless anyway. I should mention that I'm writing a lot this last week....because I can't sleep...AGAIN. So I'm also tired and stressed.
I think it's safe to say I just hate myself and my life. How long do I have to keep this masochistic dance up?