In three days I have eaten a regular fries from McDonald’s, a slice of lasagna, and a slice of pizza. I’ve cried out the entirety of my body’s liquid content, while also having to deal with my parent’s in house ‘divorce’, my Mother’s smashed iPhone, contemplating hanging myself, and feeling abandoned. I’d love nothing more than to slip into a coma, not that anyone would notice. Bye.
I’m lying on my bed watching American Psycho while scraping ice cream from a tub of Ben and Jerry’s Triple Caramel Crunch as it slowly melts in my hand. I give zero fucks right now, and it shows.
I should not have access to the internet while drinking because I just bought a red satin fan print dress and it is really cute but I don’t have money, thank you PayPal. N0 reGr3t$!
I’d really like to dye my hair deep purple but apart from having to buy four bottles just to cover my length I know I will probably regret it.