Tuesday, May 3, 2011

1 month and 8 days.

Until panic at the disco.
:D

Weight going down. slowly. LAME.

I cut last night. I kinda feel bad typing it, but i did. Oh well.
It was kinda bad. The razor slipped and cut more deeply and longer than I intended.
It was pretty interesting watching it though.

I sound like a sick freak.


I am.
There is no one to stop me from doing anything.
This could get bad.

I got the job I thought i would. I start on thursday.

I miss the people I used to talk to.

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