The End of the World

I feel like crap today. Yes, I did stay out until 4 AM last night, but this really has nothing to do with that. I just feel empty and sad. There's nothing that has bummed me out today so I can't really explain why I feel so bad. Yes, there have been minor annoyances, but this big square box of ick has been living in my chest all week. And the crying! At books, poetry, tv, movies...

Maybe it has to do with being fired, out of shape and having no boyfriend. Maybe it's PMS. Maybe it's because I got high last night and I'm coming down hard. I'm not sure right now. I just want some chocolate and for this day to end.