I'm even bored by my own despair
At this point I'm ready to kill myself just because I can't take another bad day. I have hours of work I have to do and I don't know how it's going to get done. And really at this point, I don't much care. I don't even know how I am going to manage to live through the night. I just need someone to hold me and tell me everything is going to be ok.

Too bad my cat can't talk.

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