I'm almost positive I'm half dead.

Today at work I almost fainted several times. My body has muted me and right now is the opportune moment for someone to rape me because I'm unable to scream for help.

I'm such a damn mess but I guess I'm okay with that if I keep allowing it. So long as I get my work and school shit done I don't care what I do with my free time.

My birthday weekend was nothing but alcohol, caffeine, lack of sleep, entirely too much food, great company and lots of love. By far the best birthday I've ever had in my entire life and thank you to all of you that made it so special.