Today was...very not good.

Well...I basically spent my day; over eating, lying on the couch, and writing a tiny scrap of an original fic. (I could convert it to Waycest though, so I might post it. -shrug- Oh, it'll also have boysecks. XD My first attempt...-shakes with fear-)

Anyway...yeah. I just kind of laid on the couch with cookies and vegan wannabe 'Cheetos', feeling sorry for myself. Yummm...

But now, I just want to crawl in a hole and die. I feel as big as a house, I'm snapping at everyone (including the puppy, who does not deserve to be snapped at), and I'm so sick of being on the verge of tears but not being able to cry. Why can't I just cry and be done with it...?

I'm really, really worried now...but I can't say about what. I'm worried though, and I can't think about anything else, and it just makes me want to cry even more when I think about it...ugh.

I hate being such an emotional wreck. But really, I suppose, who likes it? Meh...

I need something to distract myself...If you have a suggestion, please, gimme. You'll get hugs and cookies.

-sets out a plate of cookies and spreads arms-

-Bobardgroup CULT.
September 20th, 2007 at 01:34pm