Broke my fast after 60 hours with a pumpkin blizzard and some candy. Then I felt really sick so I had an apple.
I was 166 yesterday so I think I met my goal.
I find out what god has decided tomorrow.
I'm nervous.
Went trick or treating as princess peach. Ignore my fat rolls. This pic was 8 lbs ago, so its not quite so tight anymore.
I need to talk to phil. I miss him.
Omar and I have been fighting all day. Its my fault he moved out and I've been avoiding him and blah blah blah.
I need a smoke.
Or four.
So tired.
Everything smells delicious.
Fuck I'm hungry.
So tired.
Worried.
My body hurts.
My soul hurts.
I just ache.
I'm so sore.
Ugh.
Please god, do this one thing for me.
So fucking hungry.
So tired.
So much to do.
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