*collapses* ok. bastard is out of the house. i get to relax. unless she calls me, then ,. i don't know. either way, i will be alone for (god willing) most of the day. i'm going to spend this time trying desperately to regroup. because oooo i am Not doing well mentally, emotionally, or anything else
i'm going to stare at my animated wallpaper until the world feels right again. and take my meds, perhaps
home ,. god, getting her home was hell. BUT we also went grocery shopping, so there's that. i am so ,. physically drained. i'm gonna have a snack, then Immediately pass the heck out after. s'been real, my good friens. mwa mwa
minutes. girl. truly, i cannot catch a break. -_-
girl i am so. very tired. of life. and my mother. primarily my mother. can i trade this one in? get a new one? i'd love a new one. perhaps one that doesn't scream and trash things around and make up drama for no god damn reason.
The fact that it is always my job. Always my job. No matter if it's my responsibility or not, aaalways my job. I'm so tired. I can't keep doing all of this.