Pet the picture as if it's real.
Dance to the song that's in your head.
I feel tired and weak and ...sick.
I'm getting sick.
No no, the first time this year.
Don't say those bad words!
Go to work.
I feel old.
I can't seem to stop eating now.
My appetite is back.
I blame it on my lack of period tho.
Lay in bed.
I told Dallin to get me a cowgirl hat when he went through Texas! I remember texting Dallin. I remember James texting too...kinda.
I remember the phone call at like 2am from James. I couldn't sleep after that. Stupid cow. I shouldn't have picked up the fone. Why was it so frickin loud anyway.
I took the wrong pills...
But it feels so goooddd
End the night early...
heeeeehheeeee nighty night.