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// Entry 18 
// Story: Diary Of A Closet Romantic 
// by Lunar Spice 
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Dear Journal,


Tired. I'm so tired.

I just feel exhausted all the time. Twilight says that there are two types of tired. For one, you need sleep, but for the other you need peace.

I think I'm the second one.

I called in sick to work again. I think my boss is starting to catch on, but I don't care.

I've run on my treadmill as fast as I can until I was about to fall down. I was kinda hoping it would help me take my mind off of everything.

It didn't really help.

I just want to feel better.

I just want to not feel guilty, stretched thin, or like I don't care about anything anymore.

Her birthday is coming up, but I'm not sure if I'll get totally fine between now and then. I just don't want to make a fool of myself in front of her again.