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I'm just a little bit broken, and I don't know why. I've been melancholy and moody all day. That seems to happen a lot on Saturdays, actually. Who is melancholy on a Saturday when it snows all day? That just seems to defy the laws of nature. But here I am, mournful and lonely at 4 AM. And I have no idea why I'm awake, honestly. Today was one of those days that just disappeared without anything seeming to be accomplished. I read about half of the book I have to finish for Monday, but that's not much of a comfort because I have other things I need to do as well.

I just watched parts of the pilot of Supernatural, and it caused me to burst into tears twice. That's how fragile I am right now. It makes no sense and I have no idea where the hell it's coming from. I hate days like this, and thankfully they've gotten more rare in college, but they still exist. I hate them. They make me want to curl up in a ball and die.

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*Hugs* I feel like this a lot. I hope today gets better for you.