but i dont care, im just about exhausted from feeling anything and everything. i don’t have the energy to do this shit anymore. any shit anymore. i’m so close to just being done. with everything. and everyone. and im so tired of feeling like this. every. single. day. and night. i really can’t do this, even though i have to. i miss always being happy-go-lucky. i don’t miss feeling like this at all. fuck.
yes, i’ve lost weight. no, im not anorexic. seriously!? i’m having trouble eating, & holding down food, which i went to the doctors for, and they said it was stress related. i’m not a fucking retard. people are dumb. & abusing my xanax?! rofl, well…. a. i don’t have any left to “abuse” & b. i have only taken them when i was having panic attacks & maybe two or three times to help me sleep. jesus christ people need to stfu & mind their own business. it’s like being in middle school.
give me a fucking break. this shit is hard enough to deal with, i don’t need everyone else causing MORE drama. ugh. //vent
finally. approximately 15 hours left until i can get my drink on (hopefully :\) and then get some MUCH needed resssssst. god knows i need it.
with the way things are going, i really dread what i’m going to look (and feel) like come saturday. i’m exhausted.
me at work, every single day
(via: dubstep)
NYC by Sacha
i told casey about it earlier today and he said that’s my girl and he bets i ran like hell haha
