So... I'm tired... really tired, in fact.
I have school, work, a broken boyfriend with an angry streak, and while I found my Xanax... well it's not like it makes me happy. Just stops the crying, you know?
I was walkign across the street earlier today and prayed I got hit by a car so I could be in a coma until this was all over, but the more I think of it, the more ...