10:29 pm - Monday, Apr. 08, 2002
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Got home today... put away the groceries... puked... sat around deliriously wrote a diary entry... puked again... slept without realizing i was sleeping... woke up... slept again... woke up... ate... got online... got bitched at from all sides... cried... played with a razor blade... talked to chris... now... with any luck... sleep comes soon... but i'm afraid puke might come first...
oh yeah.. rahnia said... that for once everyones happy and i'm ruining it... i laughed beacuse 1) i'm delerious and 2) no, she's happy... imagaine that... she thinks of herself as everyone... whatever... fuck this... life has no meaning, right... i'm not supposed to salvage shit... all i do is bitch... and get bitched at for writting what i want in MY DIARY... yep... passwords are needed...