|Current mood:|| high|
Off to hell
I'm thinking I should be anorexic..not because I want to be, but because everytime I eat, I feel sick.
It's like my body is telling me that I should stop eating. I don't know. I'm considering it....plus, I find myself to be rather disgusting. I weigh 130 lbs. I shouldn't way that much. At all.
My eyes burn...and my nose does too. It must be that cocaine I had at Conor's party.
hmm..what a rush.
Yeah, I went to conor's party. I didn't tell amanda either. She doesn't know that conor hates her. He didn't want her to go, so i told her I wasn't going and then she just didnt go. I did go though. It's not really mean, it's just that at first I didn't want to go.
My ex was there. hm.nick. He reminds me SO much of Bam Margera and it makes me want him bad. It'll never be..because he dumped ME. So...i dont know. I can dream, cant I?
I'm a tad worried about Seel. She cuts... I know i shouldnt be worried, I mean, I cut too. On the wrists even. She cuts on her ankle. No death threat really, but still. I'm scared for her. But I worry too much anyway.