süße tiere am morgen
It’s 5am.
We’re off to Wright State here soon
And I hope I don’t fail miserably.
Because Chris is coming and I don’t want to look like a complete fucktard.
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There’s a lot of Nutella/funfetti cupcakes around me
And two crazy people
And the cupcakes all have nutella sunk into the bottom so they look like buttholes.
And I love these people.
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A young Russian woman poses happily and calmly in front of a pile of dead bodies. The bodies were dragged to the end of the train and are victims of the 2010 Moscow metro bombing where over forty people were killed and over a hundred injured.
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Photo of the Day: Members of the Polish opposition party Palikot’s Movement held up Guy Fawkes masks in the Sejm today to protest their government’s recent passage of the controversial Anti-Counterfeiting Trade Agreement (ACTA).
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I really am starting to feel horrible. I’ve been irritable lately and I know it. I still can’t sleep well. I’ve been shutting myself off to people, especially Chris. And I know it’s hurting him, but I can’t bring myself to talk about all the things that are wrong because I don’t want him to say “Poor baby, I wish I was there” because then I hurt more. I wish he was here too but it can’t happen. I wish he was here during the school week when it’s the worst of all, but it can’t happen. And now even a week is hard to get through and I’m scared of what it will be like next year, when we tack on another hour between us, and we’re both even more busy. As for talking to other people, I know they’d rather not hear it. And I’m not one for charity.
I’m just tired.
Tired of not being able to sleep, of not being able to open up, of the stupidity that I deal with every goddamn day on one level or another.