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so i started eating more, i'm gaining weight (which is a good thing people have been telling me...whatever) eating a lot less chocolate, a little less junk food. Point being, i'm looking healthier but dying faster. It seems like everytime i go to the doctor, something new is wrong with me. I have been to the doctor's 10 to 12 times this year and nothing has improved. I have been SO MUCH my insurance wont let me go again til next year. Luckly that is in 2ish weeks because i have to go back the 6th...or the 16th. Whichever one. Anyway, i'm okay. Just let me take care of and love taylar. Let me work when i feel i need to. Even when that means every single day. Let me have some of that coffee. I'm in a weird mood all of a sudden. Maybe because i'm at arthur's with six other people... And i'm sitting alone. Video games are dumb. Ha