My head aches so bad right now. Could it be because I have a terrible diet? I don't know, but I would like to. If it's not my head hurting, it's my hand. If not my hand, leg leg. If not that, my spine, and so on. I'm really sick of it. I SHOULD JUST FUCKING DIE ALREADY. I feel like writing shitty poetry and snorting my anti depressants and slitting my stomach, now.

When people poke at my navel(I hate calling it a belly button if it's an innie...THERE IS NO BUTTON TO POKE!), I feel like it's a seam or something, and it will come apart, and all of my insides will come spilling out of my skin.

A picture of my legs is the cover of my friends first zine. :D I think that's so cool. I'm earing black/pink stalkings, and my jump boots and black/pink skirtthing, it looks pretty neat. I didn't even know that there was ever such a picture..Those camera phonethings really are inconspicuous, or maybe I wasn't paying attention. Yeah, that was probably the case.

I miss Molly like I miss...Having sex. But fivefold. Not tenfold, cuz sex is awesome, but it's getting there.

Mmmmm, raspberry sherbet.