Dear Blog,
I fucking hate clothes shopping. I hate it. Nothing looks right. Feels right or fits right. Just when I start feeling better about myself I make the mistake of going clothes shopping. I had a nice day. I didn't eat more then half a lean pocket and took both doses of Cylaris. I met up with some old friends and my friend even mentioned how I had lost some weight.
Then I go clothes shopping and it all goes to shit. I'm just not in the best place right now. I can't go to B's house, so I'm stuck by myself tonight. It's gonna be a rough night.
Much Love,
M.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Well Fuck Me.
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2 comments:
I hope you have a better day tomorrow. I hope you get better, and thanks for the comment. You and I are quite similar in many ways.
Thank you so much, and yeah we are. I've been reading your blog and we're in kind of the same similar situation. It's odd, isn't it?
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