I like this girl but she’s young. Maybe she is different outside of these surroundings? Who knows? Nothing will ever happen because I’m a fat slob.
I feel like I could crawl out of my skin right now. I haven’t had any Xanax since noon and I’m still waiting on my Klonopin to arrive from the pharmacy. On top of this, the social worker still hasn’t bothered to see me. I haven’t heard from Anne and Faith hasn’t visited. I’m out of water and I’m pretty sure my grandparents won’t be coming. This is my life. I fall apart over these things while somewhere, someone is suffering from hunger or something worse. I suck.