Occasional Becomes Addiction - Continued (May 4th, 2009)

Occasional becomes addiction.
I'm okay. You're okay. Don't panic. You're
overreacting. You always do this. He's okay.
You have absolutely nothing to panic over.
Everything is okay. Just calm yourself down.
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Stop shaking, you're fine. Don't panic don't panic.
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panic.Just breathe.panicpanicpanicpanic
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Am I addicted? panic panic panic don't panic
panic panic panic panic See? Nothing
to worry about. Holy shit, I am hungry.
I'm so glad I'm getting better so I won't be too
sick to eat anymore. Even though I'm a
Size 0 now. My hipbones are so fucking
hot... I need to fill the page. It won't look right.
It needs to look right. Time is moving so
slowly, I can't breathe. Stop holding your
breath. You're fine. Tingly watermelon gum.
Breathe, for god's sake. You're over this.
You're over being like this. You arenot
having a panic attack. You need to work
on your writing. Write neater. Think about
something funny. LOL. My eyes hurt. Put your
glasses back on. Eat more crackers. I feel sick.
You're good. Yep. Shake it. Kyle's okay. Finish.
Nipples. Addict Addict Addict panic No more.