there are about 500 things i should be doing right now, but i just can't. i have spent today in various states of hysteria ranging from mild to having to frantically root through my backpack to get to my inhaler because i cried so hard i got an asthma attack and my hands are shaking too hard to hold a pen and i can't stop crying and i am freaking out like freaked out fucking freak and i really really don't want to be alive.

so i'm drinking cocoa while craving coffee and wanting something one hell of a whole lot stronger than the both of them. ladies and gentlemen of the school board, i present to you the product of all your hard work. see? you are making a difference.