I feel like complete shit.

I’m ready to pass out. :(

I definitely didn’t get enough sleep last night..

I’m tired. Tired of my own problems. Tired of being so conserved. Tired of people. I have enough problems and I’m miserable enough. I don’t need to pile on the misery and grief. I have such a heavy mind and heavy heart. As sick as it sounds, its times like this where I’d rather be in a casket underground than up here.

I know misery loves company, but that’s not what I want. I don’t want anyone else to have to bare this too. I’d give up everything for peace of mind. I don’t know how much more I can take. But when does it ALL end? When?

Because I’m tired.