I don't have much to say. There's not a lot worth saying, it seems. I just want to go to sleep, because it seems that sleeping during the daytime is easier than at night, and the dreams aren't as horrible. The space before the dreams isn't as bad.
I'm just tired of all of this. Tired of everything. Stop the world, I want to get off.
But instead, I'll write here, pretend to vent, but not really say anything worth reading, and then I'll go write a psych quiz that I haven't studied for at all. Then, I'll go repeat with Sharla, and let off some steam that way. Poor Shar. :o) But it'll be good. I love that girl so much! She's such a great friend, and a fun encouragement for me. If there's one person I'm glad I've gotten to know through Rocky, it's her. Of course, there are lots of other people I'm glad I know, because they're fun people, and I've learned a lot from them, but she's one of the ones I'm most grateful for.
Okay, I'm going to shut up now. This stopped making sense long before I ever started writing it.
infinite || abyss