I woke up last night, and cried. I feel sick with sadness. You know when absolutely everything that can go wrong, does? Like you pay $20 to catch a cab to be on time, but you're two minutes late and they leave without you? Or, the bus just drives right past your stop on the day that you're running so late your heart is in your mouth. That's been my week. Everything that can go wrong has. I found out my boyfriend has secretly been working, he's been buying drugs for himself and has even bought himself a laptop, which he didn't even bother to mention when he got mine stolen. Obviously he hasn't brought it home, so I wouldn't find out. Meanwhile I have been supporting him in everyway, from rent to drugs to food to cigarettes, because he supposedly had no money and no work. From supporting him I'm super in debt. Drowning in bills. Fuck I feel sick. I honestly just feel like crying and crying until there's no emotion left. But here I am at work, trying to smile. I wish I could disappear.