This is it. Sean has until April 14th at 11:59 PM to call me. That gives him exactly 10 days and 89 minutes. If he doesn't call by then, I'm going to inflict physical pain. :'( boys fucking suck. Yes. All of them. GRRRRRRRRRRRR
I hate my mother. I hate my life. I hate being fat. I hate my father. I hate everything. I hate thinking that I have a brain tumor. I hate thinking I'm diabetic, have high blood pressure and thinking im haveing a heart attack 98347389480 times a day. Im so sick of my life and i feel like theres no way out. Owww my head hurts. :(