I am having a stiff headache now. It's this pain at the back of brain, and maybe if I had paid more attention to my bio psych, I'd know what it means. Except that it doesn't really matter because I sure as hell can't think straight now. I'm not particularly depressed now, but I feel I'm losing meaning in my life. Not that there's nothing to live for, just that I don't really care about anything now - maybe I've habituated to anxiety and all it does now is give me a niggling feeling at the back of my mind, rather than full blown sweat-streaming fear of failure.
What else is there to say? My nails need clipping, no one tells me anything and I'm in dire need of a rest, preferably in someone's arms 'cause I'm co-dependent and needy like that. It would be perfect if there was someone who'd just comfort me and take over everything I have to do as of now. And clip my nails. Because.. they're... you know... long.
And just so you know, I'm completely and absolutely straight. I value my personal space intensely, so if you're female and thinking of doing that... don't. Even. Think. Take my responsibilities if you want, but there's no way I'm going to remain static in some woman's arms for a lengthy period. Wait, actually I take that back. I wouldn't remain static in some woman's arms for a lengthy period of them because I'd move out of her range pretty fast.
Why the heck am I even talking about lesbian relations?
:: nimezs @ 1:06 am [+] ::
