People thought my windows were stars
I threw up again tonight.
Fuck allergies. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
You would think I'd be used to it by now, but no, it hurts every time, and it feels like death, and it makes me want to cry, and some tears come out naturally anyway from the throwing up motion.
I'm feeling fine now though. No need for sympathy.
Dinner will be water and popsicles.
Fuck allergies. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
You would think I'd be used to it by now, but no, it hurts every time, and it feels like death, and it makes me want to cry, and some tears come out naturally anyway from the throwing up motion.
I'm feeling fine now though. No need for sympathy.
Dinner will be water and popsicles.