I. Can't. Stop. Thinking. I'm thinking about you, about her, about him, about school, about work, about everyone I have to call tomorrow, about wtf I'm gonna do. Idk what to do. I don't know. I just want to stop thinking so I can fucking sleep. It's 3am.
I find this a little backwards. Trying to sleep boyfriend-less 12 days and counting has been manageable with heavy sedation induced. ...It's the waking up alone part once the meds wear off that hits me like a ton of reality bricks.
“ rest in the mourning “ is a collectors item, it’s my first hardcover and it is now priced at $9 via barnes and noble (link in my bio) the regular price for this book is $14.99. if you are purchasing this as a gift to yourself or someone else for the holidays, it is best to order now to ensure that it ships in time during the week of Dec 6th. There’s a possibility of delays due to the book selling out, so hurry and thank you. it’s been a pleasure writing for all of you
It isn't fair when you know a simple thought from them could rearrange you. All that remains is the hope that somewhere along the way you discarded a stronger more vivacious version of yourself. A fragment to be called upon when you have nothing left.