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Monday, June 01, 2009 / -a rocket to the moon, "just another one"

mother worries that i'm getting skinnier, anorexic she said. all work and tied up i cant think of food, just a cup of coke shared with the whole lot suffice my stomach and gave me energy to let me stand fer twelve hours; i'm kidding, not. now she started buying all these vitamin pills which she made me took twice a day and it makes me a whole lot hungry the whole time. i start eating during the short breaks i get and even before work and sleep. the pills sure are something.

but i must admit that the skinnies i usually wear couldnt even fit properly. there's a lot of space. it isnt good. so maybe it's a good thing fer me eating those vitamins.

i hate holidays and you're funny.

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