abra

abra's self-indulgent ongoing list of misery:

a couple weeks ago i wrote that i had just broken up with my boyfriend. it was really just a half-break-up. today we broke up definitively. he said, "can i hope that we'll get back together?" i said, "no." he said, "well, i'm going to hope anyway."

yeah, it was my choice, but i feel miserable.

i'm taking a lot of klonopin to get through the day.

i think i'm going to flunk out of school.

it's cold and raining.

i miss my puppy.