and exercise. im waiting for my laxatives to pass. oh fun.
i have to work at 4. my dad took my phone because he found a pack of cigs in my purse.
I don't want to eat. I don't want to eat. I don't want to eat.
my parents buy all the food i love, like chocolate brownies? srsly? fuck.
i have a fever blister. now people are reallly gonna think i have herpes. fml.
ugh. I'm sick of living.
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