Crying

Tears started a few hours ago and they really haven't stopped. I'm not doing well. It could be medication, and it could have been a paper. I was stopped by a cop and almost wanted to say, I've been feeling really bad lately, I was distracted, but I really didn't know that rule of moving over in town. It's got to me. Am I really... no is it really worth living if things go this bad all the time? I'm not playing organ tomorrow because I am not up for it. People will miss it but I'm not in the right state of mind. and so close to end of my semester.... this sucks. and I'm still crying