So Omar came over and we fucked a lot. It was nice but I can see I'm not into him anymore. Sad but he should have been nicer to me before her left.. I just want to be alone with my drugs, alcohol and scale.
He noticed I lost weight. He commented on it a lot. He said I looked way different and I had lost weight. He said I looked really good. He seemed to like it a lot. I felt good because he noticed. Then I thought about how much further I have to go. I want to be able to wear any clothes I have and not worry about my fat stomach and thighs and everything.
I have orientation today. I am getting $50 of adderall (or concerta) and $80 of dro today. I forgot to weigh myself before my shower so now I have to wait until I get home tonight.
Life sucks.
8:35 a.m. - 2010-08-19
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