Dick Move in Chapter 2 : The Elle Era

Revised: 01/14/2018 1:52 a.m.

  • June 28, 2009, 4 p.m.
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I slept with Elle on Saturday night. What the fuck is wrong with me? It shoudn’t have happened, but it did and it just felt right. It was like when we firat gor together all over again. It felt like how we should be, but I know it isn’t and can’t because of everything that’s gone on now, and then I told her it was a mistake. I’m such a dick.

I feel like cutting. I can’t promise I won’t.

I am looking into Liposuction though. Wipe the slate clean and start again. I’m looking at 3 hospitals and looking into their finance options. I’m sick of worrying about every damn thing that goes in my mouth making me fatter and fatter. I don’t care what I weigh as long as I’m thin. I don’t care what size or weight I am, Just the shape bothers me, I’m sick of being a blob.


Last updated January 14, 2018


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