I can’t commit to going to bed early. I hate myself for it every morning.
I’m looking forward to the weekend. I’ve got a hundred bucks to last me another 5 days but I’m just gonna keep it for the weekend and have a good one. I miss my boyfriend. I can cuddle with him soon though. I hate sleeping on my own, especially the night after I’ve fallen asleep with him. And my extra big bed makes things seem even more lonely.
I’m hungry but there’s nothing to eat. I wouldn’t mind the company of my little dog. I’m gonna go bring him to my room.
Its 2.50am, my alarm is set to go off in four and a half hours. Save meeee.
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