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[28 Nov 2003|09:36am] |
Bell life is insufferable at the moment. So many things aren't the same. I was going to go up the New Inn but Bolb and Roy were in.
We all used to sit here. Together. Like an inseperable band. A group of travellers, heading in the same direction and helping each other along the way. Now it's small pockets, like repulsive magnets.
Ah well, i guess it makes friendships more fucking interesting, a bit of social division.
Hardly matters though, although i am feeling pressured to take sides. Which i will not.
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[28 Nov 2003|09:59am] |
Silent-screams.org is a site specialising in helping people with eating disorders. It is also a resource to help those with other disorders, such as B.D.D.
Have a look if it's in any way pertinent to you. I'm going to check out the boards a lot more. Hopefully i can start a diary there too. Which would be an excellent place for me really.
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[28 Nov 2003|10:02am] |
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Why is the bowel so crammed early in the morning. I've had to empty myself three times this morning, and it still hasn't stopped. It's like a grizzly bear knocking on the door to hell. I'm gonna have to go again. Jesus shitting Christ.
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[28 Nov 2003|10:05am] |
Okay so it came out reasonably fast. I think i'm light enough now.
Still waiting for the return of Graham Burton, so i can have some new conversations to tell you about. No conversation right now is anything other than brittle, abrupt, and limited.
In that order. Or maybe not. I want to learn about communism. And Graham be de man to learn it from.
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