Today's blog is brought to you by the need to vent and the number 3!
The feeling in my stomach can only be described as an icicle prodding from the inside. I can barely eat. Everything makes me gag. I threw up orange juice yesterday, which I didn't even know was possible!
I feel lost and confused. I hate being the only one in the world to seem to know what she wants, and I hate the fact that I can see the patheticness in others that I once killed in myself. Sorry to be vague. *hits head against wall*
But my birthday's coming up, so I'm going to try to be positive. I can't be sad on my birthday!