"They're (Emotionally) Dead. They're...all messed up."

Oct 24, 2003 12:25

I'm on 3 hours of sleep. And bad sleep, at that.

My eyes are burning, and my arms feel like someone else's arms.

My stomach is doing high-impact aerobics. I think it's because of the alcohol. And the 4am Del Taco binge.

My head hurts...although not so much in a physical sense...

I desperately want to choke someone, although no one in particular, and not for any real reason at all.

I'm afraid to look in a mirror, for fear that I may not recognize the face staring back at me.

And I really fucking LOATHE drama. And gossip.

And, mostly; I kinda loathe myself.

...

To those applicable - I am really sorry. For everything.
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