Welcome to the land of the everyday struggles of insomnia, faith, sobriety, motherhood, alcohol, relationships, money, and my general life purpose. I am merely human. A hot mess. One magnetically charged full of atoms, held together by the illusion of gravity.
No weed. I think I'm getting sick. My stomach kinda hurts and I haven't done shit all day. Bobby told me his chic says he cant be my friend and I didn't sleep last night.
I'm going a little crazy. And I hope it doesn't last.
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