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*not a pity entry, no comments needed
today i'm feeling extra down about myself. i was looking how fat i really am and i wanted to throw up. i really am going bald and it's scary. people can make fun of my hair, but it really bothers me.
ah fuck.
college is friday and now i'm just dreading it. i'm going up there today to move some stuff with kyle and i just wanna puke. i wanna puke at life.
my mom is doing better i guess. i hate when people ask me how i am. that's a fucking obvious answer. fucking matt just tried talking to me and asked me how i was and i told him that was a stupid question and he got offline. everytime i do talk to him, it reminds me of how much i dont like him anymore.
god dammit, i wish kyle would wake the fuck up. i tried calling his phone, beeping him, and even called his house...wtf.
i am going through major mood swings. i went to the hospital last night and felt better after going. then i came home and my dad was all upset, so i was fucking mad again.
AHHHHHHHHHH seriously....SERIOUSLY....u just dont even know what's going through my head. it's not the best of thoughts...i won't share.
nuthin left for me to do but dance...haaaaaa, i wish.
if my mom is still in the hospital tomorrow, i think i'm going to write her a letter.
god dammit, kyle just told me skittles isn't doing good at his house...wtf am i going to do?
**ANYONE WANT A BLACK LAB? SHE'S THE SWEETEST DOG IN THE ENTIRE WORLD**
today i'm feeling extra down about myself. i was looking how fat i really am and i wanted to throw up. i really am going bald and it's scary. people can make fun of my hair, but it really bothers me.
ah fuck.
college is friday and now i'm just dreading it. i'm going up there today to move some stuff with kyle and i just wanna puke. i wanna puke at life.
my mom is doing better i guess. i hate when people ask me how i am. that's a fucking obvious answer. fucking matt just tried talking to me and asked me how i was and i told him that was a stupid question and he got offline. everytime i do talk to him, it reminds me of how much i dont like him anymore.
god dammit, i wish kyle would wake the fuck up. i tried calling his phone, beeping him, and even called his house...wtf.
i am going through major mood swings. i went to the hospital last night and felt better after going. then i came home and my dad was all upset, so i was fucking mad again.
AHHHHHHHHHH seriously....SERIOUSLY....u just dont even know what's going through my head. it's not the best of thoughts...i won't share.
nuthin left for me to do but dance...haaaaaa, i wish.
if my mom is still in the hospital tomorrow, i think i'm going to write her a letter.
god dammit, kyle just told me skittles isn't doing good at his house...wtf am i going to do?
**ANYONE WANT A BLACK LAB? SHE'S THE SWEETEST DOG IN THE ENTIRE WORLD**