And I think I've given up on myself.
I feel like I am a failure.
I wish I lived alone so I could starve alone and never ever buy food.
I wish I was tiny.
I wish my wishes would work.
I wish too much.
I need to take action, but I don't know where to start...
Work from 1-5:30 tomorrow.
Then working on my paper for a while.
I just want to be.