tired...
that's what i am. very much so. of everything. tired of working, tired of talking nonsense, tired of going to church on sundays, tired of wearing a stupid mask. i'm tired of not knowing how he feels about me. the uncertainty is what kills me.
i only have slept 5 hours after working hard for 11, so you can't really blame me for such a random post. sorry and all that crap. i think i'll go to bed soon-ish. man.
yeah. i dyed my hair.
i only have slept 5 hours after working hard for 11, so you can't really blame me for such a random post. sorry and all that crap. i think i'll go to bed soon-ish. man.
yeah. i dyed my hair.
