I bought a pearl ring. I've been wanting one. The one I was getting was gorgeous and cost over $100 (which is a lot to me) but I blew getting that one by spending so much money. I wasn't supposed to get a birthday or mother's day present because of all my spending but then my husband told me if I could find one for the right price, I could get it. I did better than the right price, I bought a J Crew pearl ring for next to nothing, for what it is, used but in mint condition on ebay. I really love Ebay and I really like the high that comes from buying stuff. Sometimes I wonder if I am just pretending. How can I really have Bipolar Disorder? I just want to sleep all the time. Tonight, tomorrow morning, tomorrow afternoon, tomorrow evening, sleep sleep sleep. Never mind my toddler or that I'm babysitting my niece and nephew so I will have a total of 5 kids here. In fact, I want to sleep so badly, this probably doesn't make sense. I need to go to sleep but I am fighting so hard for some reason. It's like something bad will happen if I lay down to go to sleep. And, I am listening to music to make me cry. I just want to be alone. I just want to be alone with my sorrow. I want to throw things because I am angry that I'm feeling this way. I was just here. I hate my ****ing pdoc. I hope this one is better but I feel like there is no way. I feel like this/I am a lost cause. I'm not really sure why I'm writing this. It's just another one of those nights, after a good day, mind you. And I can barely keep my tear filled eyes open. I can barely keep my dejected head from falling. But, here I am, writing away. So, on that note, I will leave you. I will curl, mascara covered face, and pray for short lived misery.

Fuel - Sunburn