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Sarah (torturetoy) wrote,
@ 2007-10-11 13:19:00
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    Current mood: bored

    To My Alcoholic Friends
    Okay, now I'm just bored. I'm usually on www.xanga.com, updating my thoughts and getting feedback...I have many friends on xanga..but I'm off of that site until the 17th, that's when I'm probably going to ditch blurty, and go back to xanga, and update there from then on.

    I'm not feeling creative, nor happy, nor energetic. I'm feeling bored, dumb, lame, wasted...oh Sudden.cluster.fuck. I want to fuck my boyfriend. :)

    Thinking you should know: I'm bi-polar; a severe manic-depressive. Slight paranoia, moderate schizophrenia and moderate to high ADD. I don't take medication for ANY of this, so I'm all over the place, while being lower than low, and hearing voices (no one else hears) console me. Fun combo. Not really.

    I want wine. I want alcohol. I want alcohol, and my boyfriend; and I want to get drunk, and fuck him until tomorrow morning. ;) Obscene? Maybe. Too much information? Possibly.

    I feel really fat. Has anyone on here ever had that? Just get a random fat-day where nothing fits (Here come the sweats) and you feel bloated (possibly gas), and irritated? I do. My stomach feels like it's going to fall through my vagina, curve up and over my belly-button and sucker-punch me in the face: eyes, ears and nose, for the shit I put in it. Then, it's going to open up, and leak cookie-juice for the three hours it will take me to wake up and realize what the hell just happened.
    You laugh. You say, "What th FUCK?!" but it'll happen. Watch. And then I'll come back on here, and tell you ALL about it.

    Holy shit!!!
    i'm bored.

    There's parts of me that keep getting pissed-off, but I'm controlling myself. I think I'm just anxious. Oh! There's another thing, I suffer from severe anxiety. I worry about everything. EVERYTHING! (Oh my gosh, what must these guys be thinking as they read my posts? They probably think I'm some dumb whore who's just crazy, and ranting and can't speak proper English, and doesn't know how to speak without profanity....)

    Yeah. Everything AFTER (thinking as they read my posts....) is what I'm thinking you're thinking as you read this. FUCK I want Taco Bell. I dislike my sister. and I want some fucking Taco Bell! -sigh- I'm so bored, it's awful.



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