This Is What Going Mad Feels Like
Wake up. Work out. Video games. Work out. Work out. Film. Work out. Homestuck. Work out.
I really question the state of my mind on days like today. Freaked out in the doctor's office. Freaked out at home. I just don't know.
I don't know.
I'm sore. Push-ups after an HPV vaccination aren't fun. My left arm is plotting to stab me in my sleep. Vengeance is sweet.
Failed the test at the doctor.
I have to go back. And I really don't want to. I know it's not her, but it will be some other schmo who will make me feel like garbage. As if there aren't enough of those in my life. And this time I lack a friend to go to.
I really am alone right now.
At most I talk to Neil. But... ugh.
And I don't really know Erin. So.
Dammit.
I need out.
LA Noire. Finish the last bit in Homicide tomorrow, at least. Finish the entire game before Saturday.
I am aware what day it is, and it's not affecting me.
It feels wonderful.
If only you knew...
I need out.
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Treapy on 18 July 12 at 02:11
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