i want to believe that everything is going to be okay. i keep telling myself it is, but it seems my brain is programmed to reject extended periods of optimism. i need a way to trick it.
i'm so tired of the stress and nausea. i dont want to feel this way. the happy thoughts need to prevail.
i'm going to bed. tomorrow is a new day. i wish i could take comfort in that.
i'm so tired of the stress and nausea. i dont want to feel this way. the happy thoughts need to prevail.
i'm going to bed. tomorrow is a new day. i wish i could take comfort in that.
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arden:
hey fucker.....why haven't you called my house on your last break? you're a big jerk you know that.....lol....awww i guess I still love ya....but call me!
arden:
ya that is fine...you can call I'll grab the phone