God. You need to call me. (Your number has been lost to my phone's unfortunate demise.) This is exactly how I feel right now. I'm going into my fourth week on disability, and I think my bad health is only due to my anxiety and stress and my inexplicable want to fuck things up.
put gas in your car when it's empty. wash your sheets when they're dirty. write when you feel inspired, and eat whenever you get hungry until you're full. there. that'll be $7.50, and i take american express. : ) love you, girl.
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i hate real life. like, a lot a lot.
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-cody the wanderer
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