Monday's such a whore

First day of term four. Oh the sorrow. Exams soon. So much work but so little motivation. How am I suppose to get by.

Don't know if I got off the wrong side of the bed or I'm just in a bad mood but it's been a bad day.

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Guess everything's just slowly eating me away bit by bit. But no, I'm not going to allow myself to be paranoid.

And why do people talk shit again? Come on, say it to my face or forever hold your peace. Lie to me and i'll never trust you the same again. Period.

I need some frozen yogurt now. Ugh bed, I've missed you while I was in school.

Need more sleep.
Need more smiles.
Need more motivation.
Need more love.
Need more security.
Need more of your voice.