I hate coming back to my room, it depresses me... I haven't cried in a few days I think I'll just sit and have a good cry.
There, now I feel a bit worse, ha ha.
There is a wasp on the wall. Sigh Thats the second one I think they have a nest or coven or whatever you call it, somewhere nearby. Whatever if I get stung and whatever if I dont, it doesnt matter. I just wish it'd shut up its damned noise, Ill just turn my music up.
This constant compromise between thinking and breathing...
I feel so blah