12/26/16

I got kicked out of college.

I don't give a fuck.

No one knows.

Not even my boyfriend who I live with.

Or my cat.

I feel like I should be upset about it but I don't care. It means more time to exercise and not eat and be skinny. I'm honestly kind of happy about it, though my mom would be pissed if she found out.

12/18/16

I'm wasted about half the time now.
My psych upped my Prozac to 30mg/day.
Finals were painful.
I'm pretty sure I'm getting expelled after this semester.
I'm also pretty sure I don't give a fuck.
I just want to lose weight.

12/11/16

Got high and drunk today... oops

My boyfriend bought me a pacifier! Super excited

Meeting with my psych tomorrow. Prozac is not working well for me at all and I hope she believes me this time. I'm so done with this shit.

Boyfriend caught me making myself throw up last night. Super oops.

Pictures!

12/4/16

How the fuck is it already December??

Intake is shit. I'm gonna get 2 bags of oranges as soon as I finish my almond milk (I have one single serving box left)

I had 2 beers last night

Boyfriend and I have been fucking way more recently
It's pretty fun