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I am sick of puking up everything I eat. I don't do it on purpose, nor would I ever try to unless I HAVE to puke because of a stomache ache that won't go away...or after I eat Taco Bell (it makes me sick for three days) I will fucking kick anyones ass who tries to tell me I'm bulemic. Because that is simply not the case. If I was, I wouldn't weigh 135lbs. I'd probably be like...110lbs. Anyways, whenever I eat bread or white rice or something, it won't go down my throat hole and I can't breathe and I just start puking it up. It's disgusting. Well this sucks, because I'm fucking hungry, but I can't eat anything. I guess I better go get some sleep...or try to. I have to get up earlier tomorrow because Marc isn't picking me up. But thats okay, because he picks me up basically every day, which is really nice. But he has to do shit tomorrow morning... like go get his hair cut and dyed...hes doing black and purple. But he said its going to be dark dark dark purple...not flamer purple. Plus he needs to get some sleep. He might get a promotion at work! I'm proud of him, thats awesome. I am really like...IN LOVE with my new little cousin, Dakota. I was going to talk about something else thats on my mind, but I can't remember. Must not have been that important. Oh well. I'm going to bed.