laffinkid's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cry My eyelids are puffy, and I'm all torn up. My guts are twisted into knots, my heart is aching, and I'm starving but I don't want to eat. I just want to fast foreward to a week from today....and skip the torture of the next few days. I thought that I was doing so well because I usually start to lose it much sooner. But finally, sweeping the house yesterday, doing all the laundry, and asessing the food in the fridge to be thrown out made everything real. Made Thursday REAL.
5:07 p.m. - 2007-04-30 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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