My thoughts shatter and I lie awake. Am I too caring, too worried, too much in love? I can't feel anything. I can't sleep. I've been literally forcing myself to do so for hours now, thinking just a little bit more but it's just 6:30 and I need to sleep so much more today. So I took 8 Lergigan and 2 Mirtazapin, smoked a bit and visited tumblr.
I worry so much for you K, but I care more than I worry. I wish I could do anything, anything at all than just sit here and do nothing. Watching you wither is much more painful than withering myself. I'm too tired to even know what I'm thinking right now.
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