I didn't want to come here today. I don't feel like expressing myself. But i'm here, because i guess i need too. I know i am the way i am at the moment because of what's happening and i might not seem like myself because i'm hurting. But i'll be better than i was, soon. Or whenever. I want to sleep soon. I'm so tired. I just don't want to right now. I don't want to wake up knowing that none of this isn't going to be a dream.