I purged.
Six fucking blueberry muffins, that were supposed to be for breakfast tomorrow.
If I had saved them, they probably would have stayed in my tummy.
Which would be bad.
Think I'm slipping into my random psychotic-type thought again.
Don't know what's happening.
Oh well. Crazy blog posts make for good literature.
Enjoy my insanity.
Friday, June 24, 2011
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