since the guys left for Iraq. Feels like forever.
I feel like shit, can't fight this awful feeling in my stomach. Somehow in my twisted mind I think this will help me lose weight. Logically, I know this isn't true, but I can't make my body do things it doesn't want to do. Ever since the surgery nothing has tasted right anyway. Yuck. It is 2am, I gotta get up in 5 hours for class. I will never make it, but I have to. I didn't go on Tuesday either. I hate this feeling.....................................
I miss you baby, and I hope you never, ever see this journal, but I miss you and I wish you were here. I love you.
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