Sharpie slash

I feel like crap, my head seems to spin and drag down my shoulders. I know I maybe shouldn't do this to myself but I'm desperate. I'm exhausted, and should really go to bed. There's a couple things going through my mind;
1. I fucking miss Hazen.
2. I'm broke
3. I'm going camping tomorrow, and don't have a book
4. there is this diet I want to try, but it involves eating meat and I'm not sure I could go back to that... or that people wouldn't hate me for it.

Until I figure out what the fuck I'm going to do, I shall continue to press my recently aquired self-destruct button.

G'night.