The future you is the one who cares

I laid in bed all weekend. There was nothing else to do. And I know it was a waste of a great weekend but I really just didn't care. 

I hate my job so much! I think of ways to hurt myself on the job so I can get workers comp and not have to work there anymore. Fuck that place. 

I really don't love my boyfriend. I broke up with him but then panicked and we got back together. I don't want him and don't want what he has and doesn't have in my life but it's not so lonely to have someone to talk to. 

I can totally relate to those people who eat themselves to death. You get to a point where you just stop caring. Who cares anymore. 

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