that's really smart to do it in writing. tell me more about your sadistic fantasies, what are they of? a recurring one or different ones?
today i got up and i felt like shit, so i went and had a fucking breakfast of cereal and leftover pasta, because food fills the void.
my mom told me that both my therapist and my psychiatrist don't think i have autism. i was slightly surprised by this, because the old psychiatrist said i did.
after quitting therapy, i decided that i would finally go back, so i've got an appointment next week sometime. i feel nothing but pure joy about this. not
i found where my parents keep the pills, i'm going to take all of them along with some listerine in three days, when the bottle is full.