Okay, I'd gone 5 whole days without thinking about suicide. It's something that I'm incredibly proud of, really. Today's thoughts weren't strong enough for me to do it today, so that's good I guess. Sunday's gonna be hell. Consequently, Saturday night will be hell. I'll want to stop Sunday from coming the only way I know how. Maybe making my postcard for postsecret will make me feel better...
What really bugs me lately is the little. Trotter compared to Chelsea, in a bad way. I went through every emotion that Michaela's feeling and more. Stuff like that.
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