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Equinox
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Please feel free to ignore this. I'm sure I'll regret this thread tomorrow, but just to endure the moment, I need to whine, if only to myself.
My shoulders are aching from stress.
My throat is sore from crying.
My eyes are sore from crying.
People are smart enough to ignore me.
I've run out of Buffy episodes to watch.
It's cold - inside and out.
I have bills piling up.
I have six days off and no idea what to do with them.
I will always be haunted by the people I have lost.
I don't feel at home at my new job, and miss my old one.
There are no more dance classes until next year.
I'm horribly selfish.
I'm also neurotic.
And I think I'm paranoid.
I like people too easily, too much, and too quickly.
I'm so sick of being alone night after night after night.
I'm even more sick of pretending like I don't mind.
My shoulders are aching from stress.
My throat is sore from crying.
My eyes are sore from crying.
People are smart enough to ignore me.
I've run out of Buffy episodes to watch.
It's cold - inside and out.
I have bills piling up.
I have six days off and no idea what to do with them.
I will always be haunted by the people I have lost.
I don't feel at home at my new job, and miss my old one.
There are no more dance classes until next year.
I'm horribly selfish.
I'm also neurotic.
And I think I'm paranoid.
I like people too easily, too much, and too quickly.
I'm so sick of being alone night after night after night.
I'm even more sick of pretending like I don't mind.