Tati

Speechless

I have no words. At least not for here, maybe for my personal diary. I won’t be able to get out of bed when my alarm goes off. Might as well then it off now. My sleep schedule will be a thing of the past. So will hunger. And hopefully everything else. At least I have tea right now. I have words I can’t say. Words I’d convey if I didn’t feel lien it weren’t appropriate to put here. Words I’d never say aloud. Never text to someone in all seriousness. Words I’d never mention to my mother, not that I really tell her anything that deep. I’ve had a lot of problems. I think I’m disgusting. And now I get to sleep myself into oblivion. Bye.