and just when I thought I was over it.

Fuck. I hate you so much.

FUCK! I HATE ME EVEN MORE.

FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!! I HATE YOU FOR DOING THIS AND I HATE ME FOR FEELING THAT.

Am I even making sense? No? Good, cos if I did, that'll be a first. I'm off to kill myself before my 4 tubes of blood test results come back on Monday.

I don't wanna know what's wrong with me. Or I pray its something really bad so I wouldn't feel guilty about throwing myself off the roof. =/

I'm kidding. I'm not gonna kill myself. I'm too much of a fucking coward for that.