J looks so adorable when he's sleeping.
i just wanna eat him up.
i'm pretty sure his breath stinks though.

hangovers are very unpleasant.
i think i'm gonna try some of that chaser shit cause that whole chugging a gallon of water before you pass out does not work.
it just makes me pee a lot.
and i am too accident prone to be getting up every 15 minutes in the middle of the night to pee.
it's not safe.

i was just checking my stats and someone came here from a site that had my blog listed as a "bulimia blog".
i'm slightly annoyed by that tag.
i'm sure i've mentioned mia here a few times but this definitely is NOT a bulimia resource.
so, um yeah, if you're reading this expecting to get some kind of help or tricks of the trade, you are at the wrong place.
i can't even help myself; i sure as hell can't help you.

ugh. i so need to shower.
i just looked down and i see that J's splooge has crystallized onto my inner thigh.
what the hell did we do last night?
and why is my hair stuck to my forehead?

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