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17.3.05

YEAHYEAhyeah blacnk

i tried to post here the day before yesterday but it didnt work and i dont KNOW why.

sometimes dont people just completely rub out your good mood.
i want summer. i want summer so fucking badly i couldnt even begin to say.

i finished all my art and got the highest mark in the year for english but i dont even feel like thinking about it anymore because everything feels so grey and i'm just longing for the great i-dont-know what.

i want summer
i want to buy something red.
i dont even care ARGH i don't.

and i want too many things. and i am SO so so so so so so fucking tired of being THIS and being FAT and yes okay i never shut the HELL up about it but i am i am i dont care what your mom thinks i am. AND I HATE IT in fact i hate it so much its time for capslock CAPS LOCK LOVES ME, ANYWAY I AM SO FAT AND EVERY SINGLE DAY IT MAKES ME WANT TO CRY AND ITL LIKE I'LL ONLY BE HAPPY IF I AM THINNER AND DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HURT MYSELF EVERYDAY I TEAR MYSELF APART EVERY NIGHT BECAUSE I AM FAT AND I HATE IT AND ITS THE REASON I CANT DO ANYTHING OR AT LEAST THATS WHAT I TELL MYSELF.

and im tired of resigning myself to that feeling.

and theres mroe but i dont even think i can go on and i dont even think my mom will ever stop shouting at me to get off this fucking thing.

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whispered by killa b at 10:51 PM | 0 answerphone msgs