Thump

I randomly decided today that I wanted to eat a slice of cheese, even though I really don’t like cheese and cheese makes me very sick, as well as makes me feel horrible, but it was just one of those I-hate-everything-and-everyone-because-they-suck-so-maybe-if-I-consume-something-I-don’t-like-I-might-have-an-actual-reason-for-not-liking-it-and-maybe-I-will-gain-a-new-perspective-on-food-I-don’t-like-and-people-I-don’t-like-and-this-world-I-don’t-like-and-maybe-my-life-will-be-changed-for-the-better-and-everything-will-be-better-and-I-will-have-like-an-epiphany-or-something-and-understand-everything-about-the-world-around-me-and-I-will-be-a-genius-and-life-will-be-good-and-I-will-finally-be-happy-and-if-it-doesn’t-make-anything-better-maybe-it-would-make-me-sick-because-I’m-bad-at-math-and-have-a-really-bad-end-of-term-final-test-today-that-I-have-not-studied-for-and-it-was-two-in-the-morning-and-I-couldn't-sleep-and-I-was-really-bored-and-it-seemed-like-such-a-good-idea-at-the-time-and-I-was-just-like-oh-my-gods-let’s-do-something-crazy-but-it-wasn’t-crazy-and-it-was-instead-very-stupid-and-it-was-a-really-really-really-bad-idea-and-I-really-regret-it-and-I-never-want-to-eat-another-dairy-product-again-and-I-am-so-utterly-disappointed-that-nothing-bad-happened-that-I-think-I-might-cry kind of day, which I am sure you have experienced, as every single person I have ever talked to has, but I am sure they all got over it, and I am sure you got over it, just as I know I eventually will get over it, but until I do, will you help me to stop panicking and obsessing over this small thing, so I can stop saying this really long sentence to everyone I talk to, because it is tiring me out, and the point of periods is so that you can pause and breathe, but this is a really long sentence, and I am really struggling--not only with the fact that I feel like crap because I ate cheese, which is a dairy product, and which I do not cope well with, but also because you're really hot, and it's really hot, but I think that might just be me because I am so tired, as well as sick--with the fact that it keeps going on, but I am not even sure if this is a sentence, or a long monologue with the vague structure of a sentence--sentence-like at least-- and I think I really really need to end soon, but I am not sure I will have the willpower to talk to you again because you are really so so so hot, though I think I might have already said that, I guess, though I am really feeling faint, so that might be why I don't rememember, and oh gods, there's the blackout.

*thump*