Well, I thought it was going to be a good day, but it ended up being as shitty as any other.
Mom never called me back. Expected.
Head hurting so much that rape is a less painfull option.
And Im getting sick and I can't eat, the only thing that I can put in me is water
and im hesitant on telling my dad / anyone that I feel like this.
bi-monthly depression is kicking in and I feel like dropping dead.
How was your day?