Whinge whinge, moan moan, whine whine, the usual.
I'm sick of mood swings. The tiniest of things send me into a downward spiral. I've been in bed pretty much all day today. I am having the most insane low. It's impossible to talk to anyone about it, because while everyone says they understand, they don't. I don't want to be miserable all the time, and I feel so guilty for it.
hbcouwebcbeoubcoec. I can't actually write about this anymore. Get me out of here.