Thursday, February 12, 2004

Oooooaaaggghhhh! I feel like shit. I've had a storm cloud gathered across my head, hanging over me like, er, a storm cloud. So many questions. Is this what womanhood is about? In that case, I want my girlhood back.

I tried to call my mentor and bitch about life, but I called the number she called me on and got some faceless manager who didn't know her name. Oh, and Leslie doesn't want to have sex with me anymore, she said her mom would kill her. Awww, shit! I was hoping she'd at least tell me how _she_ felt...

So I just wanna curl up and die. Feel free to join me, we'll have a pity-party at my house at 3. Bring spiked drinks.
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