Follow Up

I started taking "Marvelon 28" last Sunday, and I've gotta say...I'm pretty hor-motional. Don't believe me? Well, yesterday while watching the audtions of American Idol....I cried. And maybe you,re thinking:"Well, maybe she felt bad for a rejectee." Oh how wrong you are. It had nothing to do with the actual show. I just started reflecting on my life and how horribly untalented I am, and how I'm probably gonna die alone. Proof? Here's a quote from my journal:
"Want to crawl under my blanket and never come out. Disapear forever. Songe will never be written about me, will never get married. Feel like a truck just passed over my lungs.What was I thinking? As if M. would be interested in me. I'm such a fool! A completely idiotic toxic waste.I feel so damn isolated. How is it possible for a person to go so damn unnoticed? He breaks my heart with every smile. It's like god himself is smiling at me. Fuuuuccckkkkk! I feel shit."

There. You see? Completely neurotic. And I just transcripted the lesser parts. I don't want to come off as a complete psycho. Anyways....I guess it felt good to blow off some steam. Its kinda sad that it took an extra dose of oestrogene to help me get it out. Huh. I guess drugs are the answer to my problems.

Well, if you'll excuse me kids, I have to go shoot up behind a dumpster in an alley.