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 well two and a half days of not eating, i finally had a hot dog.

by the time i got home, i was ready to throw it up.

i have no appetite. no happyness. no nothing.

you know how many goddamn misty's there are on myspace in scottsdale alone? thirty nine fucking pages of them. 

cigarette. my little pony. trashy slut.

i just wish someone would put me out of my misery. i shouldve known. i did know.
god. what the fuck. what the fuck am i going to do with myself?


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