The last two weeks can fuck right off and the next two can go to hell. All I want is a decent sleep. Not a throbbing pain in my cheek. (Which is looking a lot better! Sadly it feels the same.)
I hate being tired. I’m getting emotional and I am not used to it.
These feelings can go away. I like being heartless.
These bags can also go away because people keep staring at me like i’ve been beaten. People saying “Oh my god what happened?” does not make me feel any better about my appearance. So all those people can fuck off too.