Trash.
I feel like complete and utter trash.
Why is it that you don't feel like trash when you, in fact, are being trashier than ever?
Cause you're blind.
3 months now, and I felt like I was mourning yesterday...pathetic.
My fiance didn't have sex w/me yesterday b/c he caught a glimpse of the inside of my nose...
apparently, there's not much in there anymore.
He was disgusted.
That made me feel awful.
I got plastered and went to the ER.
Only about 5 1/2, 6 beers...
I hate diabetes.
I hate being unconscious.
I hate being me.
On the plus side, my future brother in law brought me back this cute little japanese bear notepad.
he flips the pages and says to me-"look, he's drooling over pancakes."
Why is it that you don't feel like trash when you, in fact, are being trashier than ever?
Cause you're blind.
3 months now, and I felt like I was mourning yesterday...pathetic.
My fiance didn't have sex w/me yesterday b/c he caught a glimpse of the inside of my nose...
apparently, there's not much in there anymore.
He was disgusted.
That made me feel awful.
I got plastered and went to the ER.
Only about 5 1/2, 6 beers...
I hate diabetes.
I hate being unconscious.
I hate being me.
On the plus side, my future brother in law brought me back this cute little japanese bear notepad.
he flips the pages and says to me-"look, he's drooling over pancakes."