Tuesday, October 13, 2009

death.

I'm throwing up. and we have no toilet paper left. and its almost midnight and i have 3 chapters left to read before my mid term tomorrow. I just worked a six hour shift at work. and i smell like my work uniform but i don't have time to take a shower. and my roommates are always missing and not home, and there is this bowl of custy rice sitting on my desk but i can't look at it becuase i think i might puke again. and i still haven't unpacked from the weekend. and i have no food (except for rice) becuase i've had no time to go shopping. and my mother is very sick, and i should be home taking care of my family, because that's the only place i feel really needed right now, and everyone at school seems so fake and empty, and no one takes time to listen, really listen, to what you are trying to say. and people are committing suicide because there's no one there to love them or to accept them, and hearts are breaking because people are just plain careless. and good people are wasteing away to nothing becuase they have no motivation, and good people are throwing their lives away for way to much drugs, and some people are so blinded from what's real, and some people i just can't get a long with no matter how hard we try to mend things we just can't and i've lost and freind and it sucks, and we all live with a thousand regrets, and we all have unspoken words that need to be let out, and some of us just can't feel things anymore, and i am turning into a cold hearted bitch, and half the time i just dont care anymore. and i keep going through hot flashes, but no i am not menopausal, and i'm starving but can't stomach anything, and i really need to sleep but i just can't.

sorry i needed to vent. and now i will stop being pathetic. but i really wish we had more toilet paper.

i want to be in BC.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I hope you feel better Rae! Things can get crazy but eventually they will work out. Just know that you are a good person and you should never doubt your good intentions.

Love,

Tay

charlylena, said...

i want you home. i dont like hearing you like this.

Tessa said...

come.
Come to me all who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest. Lay your head apon my shoulder. Be still my child. And rest....
My yoke is light...
I love you.
and I understand. I'm sorry Rae.