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World Without End
I'm miserable and tired.  No matter how much I sleep I'm still… 
20th-Apr-2009 05:46 pm
Seaking
I'm miserable and tired.  No matter how much I sleep I'm still so tired I feel so cold even though I'm dressed all warm.  I must be sick.  Too bad I have no time to be sick and I have a terrible headache from snoozing my alarm too many times.  I hate my life and the fact that I can't pull myself together.

[edit 20 min later]
Ignore this.  Please ignore this it's just excuses excuses excuses.  I'm so weak. I'm exhausted from carrying a tray up to my room for three minutes.  My slippers don't fit right because of the wraps on my ankles which still hurt and I wish the world would go away instead of poking me with a stick until I decide to do what I need to.
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