I just fucking tore apart my side of the room while crying because I lost 60 dollars worth of Xanax. It was a lot of Xanax and Im so anxious all the fucking time and it was supposed to last me into September at the LEAST. And I want to fucking die.

I’m going to check and see if it fell out around my desk at work and I’m a little scared/paranoid that somebody else found it, but also nobody goes near that desk ever that’s not me. So I hope it’s just sitting there under the desk in the dark or something. Fucking christ. Please pray or send out good vibes or whatever that I find it. Because otherwise im going to have to spend a large portion of my next paycheck on more fucking Xanax. And I’m already so broke and I still have to fucking buy a new apartment. I’m such a mess and I hate everything.