I can feel it welling up inside me,
thinking I need to vommit, but it's that awful thing that takes me. I'm afraid of the next few days. I want to cry, but I want to rage.
I'm compulsive and can't control myself when I'm this down. Low. My mood hanging low and cold like fog.
I'm homesick, I have no social life outside of work. I've no motivation to speak of, the house is thrashed. I'm supposed to be in bed right now, but I can't sleep because I'm lonely.
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I'm compulsive and can't control myself when I'm this down. Low. My mood hanging low and cold like fog.
I'm homesick, I have no social life outside of work. I've no motivation to speak of, the house is thrashed. I'm supposed to be in bed right now, but I can't sleep because I'm lonely.