I hate you, 21st century technology.
I've been looking at my monitor all day today and all night so far.
I've been selfish these past 48 hours, but I still don't think I deserve this slap to the face.
In a different light, in different contrast, and in a different angle, I've reconnected.
Still, just staring at and LCD. Pixels. Plastic.
I'm not a genius, but 9 times out of 10, you're right.
I'm not a doctor, but I know 10 times out of 9, this isn't healthy....

A few things.

Danielle.
You're in my head all the time. You're everywhere, really. Everywhere. Every day, every place. I turn around and you're there. People tell me to 'get you out of my head' and for the first time I almost did just that. But alas, you're back here, and I feel guilty that I even remotely wanted to forget you.

My ex.
The only thing I'm completely happy for is that I'm starting to resent you instead of missing you.

Girl...

These past few days my temper randomly kicks in but I don't care anymore. I yell and flip out and curse and throw stuff. Sets of keys at people that say the wrong thing, my cell phone, chairs, often in the direction of the problem. Needless to say, it doesn't go well when in class, especially going off how easily angered I am as of late.

It's like a light switch, the slightest thing has been setting it on.
Off, on, off, on, off, on, off.

ON.

Anyway....

I have insomnia. I have terrible, terrible insomnia. My mind goes like it's a TV and the change channel button is stuck in one direction. Even attempting to sleep is no longer a necessity for me. I've got an hour of on and off sleep last night and it's 10PM now. I'm tired but I'm only tired physically. Sleep won't be obtainable tonight. There's too much to think about. I'm wide awake and talking to Thad about zebras. I'm trying to figure out everything that happened this week so it'll hurt less...

... those that wear sunglassess because it's easier than explaining which 'friend' you got in a fight with this time.

... those that drive with the windows rolled down no matter how cold it is because you like to feel the air.

... those that act on only emotion and regret pulling into that driveway and getting out of your car.

... those that know they should shut their mouth, ignore the phone call, and keep driving - but don't.

... those...