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[femmeinacasket]

i bitch and complain in this thing
so much.

but if you have a problem with it,

DROP DEAD .

that's that.

um, i feel sick.
i just took a shower, those always
make me feel good.
psalm worked today, and we picked her up.
she's so cute, behind the counter. :)

dad's leaving me alone with the drill
sergeant for 10 DAYS. oh my god.

WHAT AM I GOING TO DO.

i was thinking about it. actually i have
for awhile. my dad and i had a LONG
conversation today about me and drugs,
me and my BPD, me and julie..just
everything. he said, "what do you want to
do for ure birthday?" and i said "take me
to a shooting range, i wanna shoot." and
that of course branched into "YOUR DOCTORS
SAID NO GUNS STEFI." fine, whatever, but
if any of you fuckers knew HALF the shit
thats been going on with me, and you all
see how good i am about not fuckin
dropping outtof school, or falling into
another deep depression, or just fucking
keeping a smile on my face, YOUD JUST
LET ME GO. you wouldn't monitor my ass
like i'm gonna fucking kill myself.

I'LL REARRANGE YOUR FUCKING FACE WITH
A FUCKING CAN OPENER IF YOU FUCK WITH ME.
:)

thats the longest entry i've done in awhile.
IM DONE.

goodnight.

<3, me.

p.s.- d.d love, get better. i love you. love,
your wife.