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[kbk]

Oh fuck ow. It's not bad, but I can't sleep, and I can't think, and I don't know how to make it fucking stop, and I want to hit things but that would be actively inconsiderate of me. I can't fucking concentrate I don't fucking want to I want it all to stop I want a fucking sedative I do'nt know what I want but I ain't getting it. I want a silent computer. I want a brain. I want out. I want out. I want out.

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[kbk]

The hugs were/are appreciated. I am better - have actually had a fairly cheery day, watching anime and reading shitty romance. Really ought to sleep now.

Meh. Is just that I'm used to the depression and the stress and the pile of things I ought to be doing and even the sleep deprivation, but add on a bloody muscle spasm that won't go away and I bloody lose it. But paracetamol is a good thing. Yay. :)