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OK, sometimes I feel like my body is just insisting on falling to pieces. Just to fuck with me. Never anything that's going to fuck me up to the point of death, but just insisting on making my life as miserable as possible just to see how far my forced optimism can go.
Basically this is all about the three UTI's I've had and how apparently my last culture had too much sugar in it. So I'm going to be getting tested for diabetes over Thanksgiving break. Lovely, eh?
Fuck me sideways. I swear, if my body fucks up on me one more time I'm just going to kill someone. Ugh.
Erin out.
Basically this is all about the three UTI's I've had and how apparently my last culture had too much sugar in it. So I'm going to be getting tested for diabetes over Thanksgiving break. Lovely, eh?
Fuck me sideways. I swear, if my body fucks up on me one more time I'm just going to kill someone. Ugh.
Erin out.