dear diary,

( can i get a witness when you do this to my heart again? )

nevermind.

dear diary,

amy asked me tonight at work if i've lost weight. that's funny. all i see when i look in the mirror is disgusting fat and ugliness.

( you've changed. )

dear diary,

must. keep. update. short...

( there's nothing wrong that wasn't wrong before. )

dear diary,

( if you're sorry for being a fuck, quit apologizing and stop being such a fuck. )

dear diary,

this is going to be one of the most pointless, most irritating, most emo posts ever, so don't read it. it's for me, not you. self-loathing is go. okay? thanks.

( shock me, make me feel better. )

i get myself home, god knows how, (i can't imagine why nobody tried to stop me from driving. i always try to stop my friends when they're as drunk as i was... guys? i know you don't know me that well, but you know me well enough to intervene in a case like this. at least, i hope you do. you all knew i was drunk. don't let me do that again. ( Read more... )

i was tired of crying. tonight, i'm just going to sleep.

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dear diary,

today's forecast: a little light drizzle early in the afternoon followed by a cold, cold night. and me without my winter coat.

( you'll fight, and you'll make it through. you'll fake it if you have to, and you'll show up to work with a smile. )