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No, everything is not okay. My head is going to implode upon itself. I had a nervous breakdown or an anxiety attack or some kind of spazzoid episode today. At work of all places. I'm overly sensitive. I'm a ball of nervous. I'm stressed. Instead of getting angry, i just...cry. And i started crying AT WORK at a truly inconvenient time. I ( Read more... )

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So. Much. Stress. Luckily I got my camera back from Megan so I could put all my photos on the computer finally. About two weeks ago we were supposed to go to Va Beach to attend the sex toy party but NOTHING WORKED OUT. The day started out with her baby Nathaniel projectile vomiting right behind me on the way there in the car. Nothing got ON me, ( Read more... )

I am such a bitch.

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I need for the words to flow uninhibited from my fingertips to the keyboard and onto the little box on the screen. I need to forget all about punctuation and alliteration and grammar because the best things can be said in a run on sentence. I need to feel more than white noise and velcro emotions. I can't think. Like that lyric 'synapses they ( Read more... )

Agh. So incredibly stressed. I have a 12 pack of beer and Hot Fries to soothe the pain! Dale and I are about to watch a movie, and i'm going to relax. I took off tomorrow [[saturday]] so I could go see slinker in a kickboxing tournament. I wanted to go entirely so I could see him get his ass kicked. Too bad he shattered his toe at practice the other day ( Read more... )

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