Counting down the minutes until I can leave this mad house. My anger and annoyance with my parents and younger brother have reached a boiling point. I wake at 6AM, enraged and ready to rip their stupid faces off.
It's early Monday and my mood is nasty. Thank God I have J. and my future apartment to daydream about. Thank God work will keep me busy.
Oh, and I did two lines of blow this past weekend while I was out. It's possible this is contributing to the hatred emanating from my every cell.
I'm down five pounds from when I first started tracking in my phone app. It feels good, I look thin.
*Trying not to lose it*
XO
Sar
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