Thursday, October 21, 2010
A Bad Influence
Has it really been a month already? I feel like you were just here. Like an old college friend who comes for a visit, wearing me out. Except without all of the fun. Oh, you make me eat sweets and drink sodas. Needing it like an addiction. I'd replace a meal with dessert. I don't care, just give me the freakin' chocolate. And I'm so tired. I didn't wake up until 10:30 this morning. Shut up, rest of the world! You who whine "wish I could sleep that late." You don't know how it feels to wish I didn't have to sleep this late. Only to need it again in just a few measly hours. Wow. That was b*tchy. Did I mention that you bring out the worst in me? . . . When you visit. . . . Really? . . . Has it only been a month since my last period?