to hell with this city and everyone in it.

[_earthquakes]

My mother came home with McDonalds for herself and a diet book for me. A graduation gift, she said.
I'm not surprised, but it doesn't make it hurt any less.
For the record, I've lost 20 pounds this semester simply as a result of sheer self-control. For the record, I'm officially underweight. But my mother seems keen to overlook this fact--and that

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[comatoseclara]

I hate to say this, but um... switch those around, bitch. That really pisses me off. You're beautiful.

[lizardscum]

Your mom is obviously the inspiration for you to furthur emaciate yourself, don't give in to that bullshit.

This brings an interesting question up though. What tastes better, McDonald's or a "diet" book? I'd say chemically flavored pages would.

"And, for the record, I wish people could change or evolve somehow. It seems to me that our behavior, our ambitions, our identities only deteriorate over time. We decay."

Actually, that's usually a shift to a huge debacle to the point where someone changes drastically.

Hang in there Miranda.