Laying on my bed, drinking tea, and browsing the internet on my laptop. I can hardly find the motivation to even do that, at the moment. Not tired or ill or anything, just... in a lot of pain. Much more so than I have been in a long time.
It's Independence Day. Everyone's out drinking and partying and doing fun things, otherwise chilling out or having a good time. I'm just sitting here rotting in my own disappointing filth. I wanted tonight to be fun, but that won't happen. Even MLK is mostly dead. My lonely hurts like something awful. I wish my cat was here, at the very least.









it's the only way I'm ever going to regain a normal sleeping pattern 

