[complaining. if you don't want to deal with it, don't read it.]
i knew i shouldn't have eaten, but i did, and now i'm regreting it.
my stomach keeps turning, and i feel like i could lose it at any moment.
i have to breathe through my mouth because my nose is so stuffed up. my eyes are stinging, and it's hard for me to focus on the screen, so i'm currently staring at my keyboard.
i think a headache might be coming on.
i'm feeling alone, scared, and forgotten.
just writing that has almost got me bawling.
i fucking hate crying. i hate being this pathetic.
i want to jump in the car and go. just go. i should have gone last night. called before i left Camille's, and then gone.
yeah, i'm unhappy. but who do i have to blame but me?
--Aliz
my stomach keeps turning, and i feel like i could lose it at any moment.
i have to breathe through my mouth because my nose is so stuffed up. my eyes are stinging, and it's hard for me to focus on the screen, so i'm currently staring at my keyboard.
i think a headache might be coming on.
i'm feeling alone, scared, and forgotten.
just writing that has almost got me bawling.
i fucking hate crying. i hate being this pathetic.
i want to jump in the car and go. just go. i should have gone last night. called before i left Camille's, and then gone.
yeah, i'm unhappy. but who do i have to blame but me?
--Aliz