I felt fine this morning and now I think I’m dying. Being sick is stupid.
I was just woken up by Sadie, the husky across the street, who decided 4 am was a good time to howl. But it isn’t. Srsly.
Early bedtime again.
Going to breakfast before class tomorrow.
I pretty much have the same feelings as last night. Less crabby maybe.
a. I’m tired.
b. I feel a bit lonely.
c. I’m crabby.
d. I can.
Sadness and pain, to help us flee danger and hurt. To help us get away when we’re bleeding. You have a body and it screams “Something stirs like broken glass in my chest, leave this place, before I die.”
An animal part of us, still here after all these years, breaks our hearts.” —I Wrote This For You: The Cosmic Joke (via kari-shma)