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I can't sleep. I came home from work and passed out, so now it's 4 AM and I'm the only person in the world who's awake.
I feel okay so far. Just a couple more weeks of this to go. -
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I am INCREDIBLY SICK. Fuck fuck fuck ( Read more... ) -
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I think after all this time and effort, I'm finally ready to let you go. I think I'm just done.
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I'm working too much. Before I can stop myself, I keep picking up peoples unwanted shifts so I'll go in over-time. Working on my days off. Feeling sick and not eating enough because I'm too tired to.
The more invested I get in the people at work, the less invested I feel in the people who are not there.
What a fucking nightmare.
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I don't want to wake him up so I'm sitting on the cold tile floor in the dark. Just kind of crouching and not looking at the tv, instead staring at his crumpled comforter rise and fall. Watching Bella twitch in her sleep. Listening to him breathe.
I can't even move. Analysis paralysis, that's why.
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"You can only talk so much about things
that are never, ever going to happen." -
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I'm laying in bed dreading the fact that I have to wake up in less than five hours. Almost four and a half. The fact that I'm dreading this is causing me to not be able to sleep even more so than usual. I'm worrying about things, which happens very rarely, so when it does happen, it HAPPENS ( Read more... ) -
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Last night was the most stressful night ever in time. I am hoping these pills work, because I will cry forever and ever if they don't. I'm not ready for that kind of a commitment AT ALL yet.
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Romance? Where are you? -
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I'm going to be so incredibly busy this summer, but I'd be lying if I said that I'm not going to enjoy it. These things are distractions away from the inevitable thing that I know is coming.