Tired
I'm tired. But, I don't want to sleep because maybe a notification will pop up. Maybe I'll get a reply. Even if I don't deserve it.
My eyes get heavier and heavier with each blink but I'm forcing myself to not drift off. A headache is forming... everything hurts. I don't know why, but it's miserable. Maybe sleep might help take some of the pain away and let my body rest, but I've already canceled out that option. So, I take some ibuprofen, drink some tea and hope for a reply that most likely will not come. It's fine though. I'm used to no replies or being left on read. I get annoying after awhile.... which is the exact reason that I'm ending this chapter... bye. I'll write to you about my problems again soon... I promise!
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