Doesn't hurt to reminisce, does it? I miss the good memories, and they play loops in my head. Not that I'm complaining... okay maybe I will tomorrow. I am dreading the moment my alarm rings, and I can almost imagine waking up feeling like a wreck.

Okay I'm starting to complain a little now.
Go to sleep Hannah stop dreaming.
Even Xanax can't fix insomnia like this.

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