And then it’s the end of yet another day
The words “Everything’s gonna be alright, rocka-bye” along to a song I never remembered the title but loved the tune, caress my weary soul.
Back hurts till I feel it throbbing mind you.
One more day to ulimate slackdom. Working doesn’t help in my dieting- I eat more cuz I starve myself during work as there is nothing I can eat, binge at the end of the day.
So tired… so… peaceful. I don’t have the energy but to perform basic functions of bathing, and then sleep, no little fucktards to mess with my mind, I cannot be bothered.
One more day.
