the ramblings of the formerly lonely antonia, a twenty-year-old artist living and working in the windy city, and her discovery of how to live alone without being lonely.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
depression settles in
at night,
something about my synthroid levels. which is why i have perfectly fine, balanced days and still practically cry myself to sleep every night.
just thought i'd tell someone other than my momma.
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