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how did i know today was going to be bad?
All day i've felt like something just sucks, something is just bad.
Was is the shit with mom last night. or the fact that she didn't say a word to me thismorning.
I think it's true that people eat more when they are depressed.
in some cases.
I ate a giant brownie today. i felt like i was going to throw up feces. I'm still wanting to eat more. and more and more. and feel like crap.
I went to get gas coz i've used up all the gas in mom's car. I ask for 5 dollars on the pump. i go out to the pump and take it out and all of a sudden the gas spews all over the place. i didn't know what to do, i tried to put it back in the slot and it wouldn't go coz it was still spraying. i got sprayed all over my new skirt, my right leg, my right shoe, a little in my hair and on my hand. i dropped the pump. i went back into the little store, told her what was up in my best "i'm not crying" voice. She told me to go use another pump.
So i did. and when i pulled what i thought was the gas door on mom's car several times and found that the door wasn't opening, i realised it was the hood. so i closed the hood, and started to pump the gas on the new pump. it was going fine till it stopped at 3:45. I paid for 5 dollars of gas. so i tapped my foot and looked at the lady in the store and shrugged like "why'd it stop, i'm not done." finally it started pumping again. i got the rest of the gas and came home. here i threw the clothes in the washer and took a shower.
i still smell like gasoline.
All day i've felt like something just sucks, something is just bad.
Was is the shit with mom last night. or the fact that she didn't say a word to me thismorning.
I think it's true that people eat more when they are depressed.
in some cases.
I ate a giant brownie today. i felt like i was going to throw up feces. I'm still wanting to eat more. and more and more. and feel like crap.
I went to get gas coz i've used up all the gas in mom's car. I ask for 5 dollars on the pump. i go out to the pump and take it out and all of a sudden the gas spews all over the place. i didn't know what to do, i tried to put it back in the slot and it wouldn't go coz it was still spraying. i got sprayed all over my new skirt, my right leg, my right shoe, a little in my hair and on my hand. i dropped the pump. i went back into the little store, told her what was up in my best "i'm not crying" voice. She told me to go use another pump.
So i did. and when i pulled what i thought was the gas door on mom's car several times and found that the door wasn't opening, i realised it was the hood. so i closed the hood, and started to pump the gas on the new pump. it was going fine till it stopped at 3:45. I paid for 5 dollars of gas. so i tapped my foot and looked at the lady in the store and shrugged like "why'd it stop, i'm not done." finally it started pumping again. i got the rest of the gas and came home. here i threw the clothes in the washer and took a shower.
i still smell like gasoline.