My room is officially clean. I threw away 6 or 7 bags of junk and trash and 3 full trash bags to take and donate.
I dusted.. EVERYTHING.
I swept, washed all my sheets and pillowcases.
I organized my closet, desk, 2 dressers, even my organized my underwear.
Like my room looks greaaaaaat. (:
…. But I’m still all sick and stuffy and I can’t even enjoy it. I can’t even lay down and smell my clean sheets.
Ugh.
Still awake because I’m dumb and I’m sick.
And I just keep flipping through all the channels playing music videos right now since its like 6am.
Of course Some Nights comes on
Then I’m just like
Nsoehgskahqkkqhhrnejdjqpue
Because now I’m in bed flailing around and missing Kayla because that’s her like favorite song of all time.
Also she’s sick tooooo :(((((
Were both dying. She’s worse though but still ughhh.
I have the next two days off of work and she has to work and I feel bad because she feels like butt :(
and I no longer have the motivation to live.
At some point between me getting in the shower and out of the shower and walking to my room, my septum piercing fell out.
I am devastated. :c
I just feel so naked
And empty
And ugly now
I just
Hdkdllshbsmddd
I don’t even have another one to put in so it won’t close
Nor do I have a car or any type of transportation to go buy a new one.
Now I’m just.
:(((((((((
its times like these when i really realize how alone i am.
i can’t explain how jealous i am of those who have found their happiness. i’m waiting to find mine, but i’m not certain it will ever come.
