The things people bitch about actually make me physically ill. I cannot believe how spoiled some people are. My stomach hurts and I seriously have reevaluate some of my on- and off-line friendships right now. __ I'm so annoyed and upset I just want to drink the day away. So I will. Another bottle of wine in the process of being drunk. Is that even English? Eh whatever. 11 AM and I am drinking again. Even the lady at the gas station looked disappointed in me. Just take my money and leave me to rot. Going out tonight to help drown my friend's sorrows. I guess my sorrows mean nothing. Depression, suicidal thoughts, ED, fibroids...who cares. I am here to be used by everyone. All I do is care and make everyone else feel better. I'm too cowardly to kill myself. I hope I become strong enough to just do it. To finally do something for myself. I deserve that much don't I? Oh and "literally" does NOT mean "figuratively. Your misuse of the word makes baby Jesus cry.
10:07 a.m. - 2011-02-19
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