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1:42 p.m. - 04.20.05 When I looked in the mirror this morning I didn�t recognize myself. I look like a before picture in a Proactive commercial right now. Hormones suck. My skin has been so bad lately. No matter how much moisturizer I put on its still flakey dry. I don�t know what to do. And now I�m broken out. But not in big pimples it�s like little red bumps all over my forehead and cheeks. Maybe I have a rash. I don�t know what the matter with me is. It�s either an impending sense of doom or I�m having nic fits. I want to sit outside and smoke an entire pack of cigarettes, then vomit and start over. I just smoked three in a row and I feel like I need another one. I hate this feeling. I need to quit. I took Grace to this field near my parent�s house that is covered right now in Indian paintbrush�s. Here are some pictures Scott and I had a run in with this douche not too long ago. He was just waiting to be mocked on the internet. Now I�m going to copy The Real Beth. You tell me what you want to see a picture of, and I�ll take a picture of it. I�m obviously not going to take a picture of my tata�s or anything else like that. But other than T and A, I�m willing to take a picture of whatever.
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