my hands can barely move
typing it much easier then writing though
this it the reasoning for not completing a maths paper even though i have an exam tomorrow
my bulimia is progressing at an alarming rate
sometimes i physically feel everything i eat must be vommed back up
barrrrrrr sugar puffs
i love god damn sugar puffs
i would love to live of a bowl of sugar puffs alone
magiccccccccccccc
im currently downloading the entire jigga back catalogue.
love him love him
i decided to become a whore. it works for the rest of my friends. being whorey and skanky. i need sex. i miss sex. it shouldnt be this hard for the young.
current obsession with platting my hair
it looks like a nest of dreams to be fairrrr,,
all boys must be gay
thinner then i have been in a while llikeee
gonna vom some more
hi ho.
It's the smiling on the package It's the faces in the sand It's the thought that moves you upwards Embracing me with two hands
Tuesday, May 19
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