Date: Jun. 25, 2002
Time: 1:09 AM
My current mood is:
Piss off
My clothes smell. All of them. And not because I haven't washed them, but because I HAVE. I hate my dryer.
I'm in a really shitty mood right now, I don't really know why. I just want to be ALONE forever, I wish I wore a sign that said "Don't talk to me". I'm hungry as hell, but I don't want to purge, what to do what to do.... I want to just curl up and die.
The book Dying To Be Thin is a crock of shit. To the writers: Nice try, but no cigar.