against hope...

someone would just put me out of my misery already...

if my appetite will ever return.. (on a sorta good note, "heartbreak diet" is works wonders...)

Morning. Again.

spiralling. (...yes, downwards.)

weekends are the worst.. No work to distract me from thinking about the heartache, loss...

to not feel like complete crap anymore...

"tomorrow" would get here quicker... because "tomorrow" I'll feel better...

for some soul-peace...

animating with no inspiration...