About at least ten of them happened to me. With this weather you can't even go out of your fckng house. & I don't even know why my ass is still up at this late hr because I have to be up & ready to go by ten in the morning tomorrow. Not considering the time it will take to dry my hair, potomu4to sei4as ya eto ne v sostayanie delat'...

ugh I wish I would find a placebo for a broken heart. Preferably not the one I used in my past & nothing that would be considered a recipe for destroyment of self.


I'm in pain, physical pain. Emotional pain adds to it though. :]

Hopefully tomorrow ya ulomayu Igorya to go to TWO museums instead of 1, to finally finish my stupid report for A.H. What's fascinating is that I hate art, I hate history, but them combined is actually better than them separted.)))