Cold, lost, tired

Everybody is elsewhere either mentaly or emotionaly and I have nowhere to lay my head, there is no one to talk to about my horrible life, and anyway nobody wants to hear it. There is so much I am supposed to be doing but I really can't be arsed. Just let me sleep.Miss Tony horribly because quite often this time of year he spends hours down the phone line holding on to me, but he has Ben now. And Naed is not here and Petra is not here.