Dec 03, 2006 08:33
For philosophy class the other day we were reading Sartre... I wrote a lot about that, but do I need to post it? it's 8:20 in the morning and I'm not sure what to say... I don't remember being this angry, or this hurt, or this tired... I don't remember wanting to lash out - but also have him there to fall asleep with. When did this dichotomy occur? It's not new, I know that - the difference is that he's no longer there...
The antibiotics I'm on make me feel sick... really really sick. The last two nights I've spent throwing up for hours, wondering if and when it would stop, exhausted because... I'm not sure why.
My whole life is about ellipsis', it's like I'm waiting for someone to finish all of my sentences.