My apologies for the other night's drunk dials. No idea what it is about alcohol that makes me think it'd be a good idea to call east coasters at 5 am their time
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"Nothing seems to be going right, and if I wasn't crazy enough already, it's making me crazier, and if I hadn't crawled deep enough into a hole, it's making me crawl deeper. And I know I'm going about this all wrong but sometimes I'm just not so good at facing the hard stuff."
God it's like you read my mind and wrote my thoughts in your journal. I know exactly how you feel. You can call me at 5am any time... though I don't know if Lexi feels the same ;)
I didn't mind the call :-) Besides, it means you still have my phone number! (*cough*eventhoughyouvenevercalledmesinceImoved*cough*) :D I had to get up for class in two hours, anyway. And if it's any consolation, I had actually been awake twenty minutes before then.
You know the last part of your post is a poem, right? Really heart-wrenching. *hugs* I hope things start looking up for you. And megan, but I'll comment on her blog separately.
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God it's like you read my mind and wrote my thoughts in your journal.
I know exactly how you feel. You can call me at 5am any time... though I don't know if Lexi feels the same ;)
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You know the last part of your post is a poem, right? Really heart-wrenching. *hugs* I hope things start looking up for you. And megan, but I'll comment on her blog separately.
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