Oh f*ck me. I don't know if I've been hungover all day or just sick, but I've been nauseous, dizzy, and lethargic since getting out of bed. That 2 hour nap after lunch didn't help either. Maybe it's because I've only been sleeping 5-6 hours since Thursday. It's sad and a little pathetic, but I'm calling it a night.
Alone in my misery. Yeah, I've been staying away from the bottle.
There's a lot of more interesting things I should be writing about, which I'll get to soon. I know - self-pity and self-loathing is no fun for anyone. But I've been feeling more down recently, even though I'm not that kind of person. Things will get better. Yes? That's what I keep telling myself.
But f*ck me senseless, when is this bullshit going to end? Heading to bed, good night y'all. Hope everyone's happy and content with their life.