Feeling: useless as i sit here, feeling my stomach turning over and over, i wish he wasn't there. i know he's not in love with her anymore. but its the principle of the thing. i feel like throwing up. i'm wearing a sweatshirt in 90 degree weather. i can't focus properly. and i have to work today. god why do i bitch so much? "Sleeping Beauty Awakes Ugly" would anyone notice if i just ran away?