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Dear diary, ( or the few that actually read this!)
today, i am frantic and drinking alot of wine.
it makes my lips red and my mouth dry and my cheeks tingle.
i bought red hairdye and red gloss for my lips and a red scarf.
I think the colors of the leaves are fucking with my mind.
i named the turkey today and now i don't even want to look at it.
ronda.
Oh ronda. I won't be tasting your crispy skin anytime soon.
What's the point of making a dinner like this if you don't even eat meat??
speaking of, it's been almost a year of meatless glory.
maybe that's why i have been thinking about wanting to date guys.
maybe i'm missing the meat.
ew, i did not just go there.
OH YES I DID.
if nobody can tell, this is hugely fake happiness.
i'm stressed and dry mouthed and lonely.
come watch movies lady. come watch movies and i'll give you some pie and wine and talk to me and make me feel better and i'll do the same?
you can sleep on my couch :) or i can sleep on the couch and you can sleep in my room. whichever.
i'm ignoring everyone calling me right now . i locked myself in here..for some peace.for 2 minutes.
CAN'T I HAVE TWO FUCKING MINUTES OF PEACE??
how can someone feel lonely in a house crowded with crazy..loud obnoxious people??
so what's new with me??
nothing.
at all.
so this is how it's going to work.
ask me something, ask me anything at all and i will answer.
actually.
ask 5 things. ask 20. i need something to think about.
make them tough.
make it so i'm spilling my deepest darkest secrets online so the world can read them,
let's make it interesting, shall we?