That is pretty funny. I deleted my last post, I'm trying to repress said things for the week. I can't afford to have an emotional breakdown with the paper deadline. This is so sick though.. putting off emotional issues for work. But I have to... I will not think of it, mention it.. ugh.. it is eating me on the inside. I feel so cold. My soul feels like a freshly waxed leg..
That is pretty funny. I deleted my last post, I'm trying to repress said things for the week. I can't afford to have an emotional breakdown with the paper deadline. This is so sick though.. putting off emotional issues for work. But I have to... I will not think of it, mention it.. ugh.. it is eating me on the inside. I feel so cold. My soul feels like a freshly waxed leg..