I hate not knowing what I feel. I hate it.
I don't know if I'm tired because I'm sad or sad because I'm tired.
I don't know if I'm either.
I don't know what's wrong. I don't know if anything's wrong.
I've just felt down lately. Tired.
Ever since last night, which makes no sense at all because she was there and she usually makes me so happy because we haven't seen each other in a while and I missed her. Low-key was literally shook after I first saw her and ran and hugged. I don't know. It's kinda stupid. I think I'm just tired, at least I hope. Haven't been going to bed at a decent enough time so that would explain it.
I think I'll stop now. I might not even post this. But if you're reading this now, congrats.
Written: 5/18/17 3:45pm
PS. I thought I was happy, I thought I was finally okay. But idk what I feel anymore. Maybe being tired just makes me feel like I'm sad, because I have no reason to be sad.
12:04am
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