Mondays fucking suck. THe happiness is gone. Totally completely pfttt. Nothing that I want to do> i have Chemistry I should work on... English I should work on... I'm too exhausted to do anything. I'm sick of this all. They can die.... I don't know why this still feels like a needle in my eye... I don't know why it hurt me like it did. Nothing has for a long long long long time. I still don't know whats going on with me. I wish they made novocaine for feelings....