on my own, here we go

And every day that you want to waste, that you want to waste, you can
And every day that you want to wake up, that you want to wake, you can


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i can’t handle today. i feel too disgusting. i need to start doing my makeup but i feel like i’m going to burst into tears any second. why am i so fucking fat and greedy and weak?why doesn’t anything work anymore? i can’t stay trapped in this body. i just want to cry and sleep the rest of the day. but i have to go to disney and act happy and get my picture taken (kill me) for my cast member i.d. card. this was supposed to be a good day. but i ruined it. going go get lax on the way home and take a bunch to punish myself. i hope it fucking hurts.

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