i went to walmart last night, and bought a calling card to call mikey and laxitives. mother went through my fucking purse anf found my recet and fucking flipped. woke me up at 9 in the morning after i was sick the whole night. she made me give all the laxitives to her, but i saved 3. woo. i hate that bitch.

mikeys singing on the phone <333333333333333333333333333333333333 wow. i cant wait till we fuck.

i can paint my room any color.. what color should i choose? help please.

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one of my er "best" friends did something to me yesterday. you know what they did? they told the school about me cutting, purging, and not eating right. fuck that. i denied it all except cutting because the nurse had to fucking check my wrist and shit. Of course i have to go to thearapy right away, so they called my parents. Dad and mom picked one ( Read more... )

it took a while but i did it. new layout. fuck yea

i fucking hate my mom.

SELF EXAMINATION=PAIN. smoked yesterday. fell sleep in the tub again. i want to chop my body in half.

i took a picture last night of the book "Prozac Nation" and my weed on top of it, cause im a loser. hah, but i made it my icon ^^ woo

mom saw cuts, getting help, getting an evaluation, end.