why must it come in waves? i don’t like feeling like this. i don’t like being depressed. i hate it when i hate myself for weeks at a time. it’s like being in a constant battle to even stay awake and put effort towards anything i do. i feel like i ate too much. the tanning bed was closed. loki is whining. adam was in a bad mood on the phone and i wish i could do something to fix it so freaking badly. i don’t want to go to class tomorrow. i’m constantly uptight. fjewig;hewug;huwga god this is fucking annoying. i want to go running but there are people in the gym and it closes soon. :grr: i’m going to bed. and it’s 9pm. this hasn’t happened in god knows how long. i miss you. i need something.