What that up there said. Mostly. A little?
Okay, I’m ready to consider the possibility that maybe at some point in the not-terribly-distant future I might be less incoherently upset with myself.
If– and this is a huge if, mind– I can go the fuck to sleep Jesus I need to sleep.
Dear brain: SHUT UP AND SHUT DOWN FOR THE NIGHT or we will no longer be friends. :|
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