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I am so fucking restless, and I have no idea why. Yeah, I slept like shit last night and had an equally shitty morning (yay for the first fucking rainstorm in ages I've been mad as hell at), but I dunno. I took a nap earlier and felt a bit better, and tutored the kids I'm working with this afternoon, but I'm still angsty antsy. I want to get up and do something, but have nothing to do. I want to get up and go somewhere, but I have nowhere to go. It's strange. I just have this urge to get up, socialize, do something perhaps reckless and stupid, but entirely spontaneous. And yet I don't know what, or how, or why. Lying still long enough to take a nap this morning was a chore. Despite sleeping like shit, it took me trying several times, getting up, going elsewhere, and coming back to my bed to eventually wear myself out enough to sleep. Damn you all for living too fucking far away to do anything with me. T.T
This would be a good night to get fucking plastered.
This would be a good night to get fucking plastered.