Just…

…surviving. It’s all I can do. All I have control over.

Wish it was all I could think about. Cuz the thoughts in my head remind me I’m gonna be lonely for awhile. And that I have to put effort into finding things to do. Which isn’t really that bad, but every 3 days or so I get weak and I give in. And then the cycle starts over again. Dadgum! Sorry it’s vague, but there are readers here who need not know the details. If you wanna know more…IM me.

*LUL*