I almost want to take those pills again, or atleast wait for the pain in my stomach to come back so I have an excuse to take those pills again. I don’t mind the painful feeling from the pills. I think I even welcome it at one point. Feeling pathetic… I like that. I couldn’t walk last night when I woke up from the horrible sweaty fever I had from it. I liked talking to myself in the shower, calming myself down, slurrping up water because I couldn’t even hold the cup to my face because I was so crouched over from the pain in my stomach.

Laying in my bed in pain.

Such pain.

Weirdness is okay.
I am not in control in my life. I know this

I can not wait till my hair is a pretty lighter shade.

And long

ANd no fringe thank fuck!

sodding hair grow!