Thinking
I’ve been having a rough week. As I’ve said, not being able to leave my room wears on me. سباق الخيل مباشر I can, but only when my brother can take me, and only the dates/times he can go, and sometimes he’s only available a certain length of time. He has a job, a wife, it’s not his fault.
All the isolation, loneliness, anxiety, it’s all come back. ماكينة القمار It’s been two years without the independence Tivoli first gave me, I’m just really frustrated. تكساس هولدم بوكر Sad. Bored. Nervous. Lonely. I’m not complaining, I’m just trying to explain why I get so down, why I can’t write. Someone wanted me to write my day, but there’s nothing to write. I watch fucking Dr. Phil. I can’t stop thinking about how everything WAS, how I miss people who are gone.
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