Sleep.

I sleep.
She doesn't.
She has her phone taken off her.
I don't.
Usually she goes down to get her phone after her mother goes to sleep.
It's been two and a Half hours. I'm about to pass out. I need to sleep.
But I need her.
Wut do.
I took my sleep medication about two hours ago, expecting her to come back a lot sooner.
Staying awake is really, really hard.
Fucksakes.

In other news, changed out of art into Film TV.
Great change.
Changed from Maths A into Maths B
Worst idea ever.
Fucksakes.

Still getting guilt tripped by mother for stuff to do with my car.
Still getting guilted about school.
Being abused about education and grades.
Fucksakes.


Fucksakes.