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Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Swept under

Trying to write but can't. It's driving me nuts. I don't know how to get this out.

Sigh.

Okay, there.

I've been feeling like hell since Saturday. Weepy, hormonal, depressed, wanting to scream and scream and scream. But I can't. Because, you know, it's not socially acceptable and all. I'm not going to claim that I am *depressed* because hell, I know what depression is and this? Not depression.

This is me with too much on my plate, watching frozen in fear as more and more SHIT piles up on me. I can't breathe.

It's not school, it's really not. Somehow, I have school handled. I've been acing all my tests and finishing papers early. Yes, you read that right, I've been finishing papers early. Me. Queen of procrastination. Finishing shit. Early. I can hardly believe it myself.

So it's not that. And really? It's not exactly the wedding preparations either. Or maybe it is, I don't know. Maybe it's the fact that I'm leaving in exactly one month to the day and I don't have my shit together in any way shape or form.

I'm just so...tired. And I feel like the world is spinning around me and I just want everything to stop. Just for a minute. So I can figure out where everything is and where I'm supposed to be going and what the hell I'm supposed to be doing. I just want a minute. To breathe.

wingless was still breathing at 10:36 PM -

Comments:
breathing is highly underrated.

you are in my prayers.
 
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