have to make lists. It's like OCD or something.
I don't know why I'm writing this. I fail at life.
I need to sleep. Everything I'm wearing right
now is Hello Kitty. I applied for jobs today.
I'm anxious/scared out of my mind.
I need to get my learners. It's getting
cold outside already, and I'm sad. It's
getting cold real fast. There's someone
on my mind. I had a dream about doing
ecstasy this morning and I started shaking
and my stomach hurt. Does that mean I'm
addicted to ecstasy? I need to do it again.
I guess that's why I dream about it.
Holy monsters, I am fucked in the head.
And Jesus, I MISS YOU. :( It's definitely
my PMS/Paranoia but (I'm worried about you.)
I hate myself. I hate the way I think.
I remember once you said "Never sing to me."
That hurt. It's been forever since I've seen you.
July 24th I think. It's August 6th. I am going
crazy. Completely insane. (But I'm dealing.)
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
-Me.
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