call me morbid, call me pale
I am completely drained and so very, very tired. The past few days, filled with activity, have sucked the very life force from my body.
Oh, and if the sun doesn't come out soon, I'm going to hang myself. Rain, clouds, grey, cold. Lather, rinse, repeat. It's making me tired, depressed, lethargic, moody and morose.
Oh my god, I'm Morrisey!