When will I finally be?

There's a dull pain in the pit of my stomach, nagging, refusing to go away. Never knew they could become physical ailments, these blues. Been feeling pretty down since I got home about 5 hours ago. I think alcohol has that effect on me. It dulls the senses, allowing me the mental clarity to focus, and become acutely aware of the emotions I'm keeping just beneath the surface.

'Tis not a good feeling.

I wanna curl up in bed. I want someone with me.

AnRu reminisced at 2:57:00 AM.