I can’t think of a title

I am drained: mentally, physically and emotionally…

mentally because my brains never works anyway
physically because my wonderfully cursed biological cycle is producing its bleeding ovaries
emotionally because emotionally I feel drained of feelings…...

Blame everything on my period….blame everything on lack of sleep…blame everything on lack of exercise regime for this week

Why am I feeling like this? Why am I drifting? Hmmm…..i want to be in my comfy pajamas, curled up in fellatio like manner and dream like I have never dreamt before…..cocooned in a lovingly hand-made patchwork blanket

Did I tell you he called? Yeah, he finally did….and if you think to yourself: this must be the reason behind the grunt and the sadness in Leleente…is it? I am not sure…all I know is that I need to get my ass to gym, work out so that I can get the happy hormones pumping through my veins and hope for a brighter day tomorrow.

Ok lar – I m going to binge in the Ship with my mother….i miss her, yet when I see her, I don’t talk. There is nothing to talk about. But we will crap…

Oh yeah, he called and said that there was a family emergency and he did not have his charger along. Did not apologize as well. He sounded sad. I am sad…..

One and only angel: It is easy to say move on. You know me. It is rather hard my dear.
dS, the hugs were much appreciated.

I want to cry…can’t cry….why am I feeling so sad?