My arm was too tense today. It feels like someone has smashed it with a hammer...... something to that effect. I made a cake yesterday to quell the lust for chocolate. Today sucks. It was good for a while. We were all smiling and laughing and being freaks. But I am still unwanted. This is my official resignation. I am leaving, that is that.... I fucking hope. I am just alone. I really don't ever remember bing this alone before I betrayed mommy. I did it again. I am addicted to blood. Just like she is addicted to her fucking sticks of death. But... enough about me and my miserable worthlessness.... There really isn't much else to say anyway.