fucking.
shit.
goddamn.
goddamn.
FUCK.
MY TEETH ARE FUCKING ROTTING.
LITERAL HOLES.
IN.
MY.
TEETH.
go ahead, ask me:
did that stop me from shoving my fingers down my throat?
did that stop me from mechanically eating food (even though i didnt want it? even though i dont really remember deciding to do it? even though it consciously occurred to me that actually tastes revolting?)?
did that stop me at all?
i mean i got what, FOUR days into my trip before i was sticking my head in the toilet.
ooooooh and i got what, an HOUR into the flight home before i was eating my weight in nuts and heading to the airplane bathroom to barf it up?
MY ASS IS HUGE AND MY TEETH ARE ROTTING.
this shit is fucking cancer.
this room is fucking cancer.
if i cant get my shit together soon, im taking a fucking bat to my face and wiring my jaw shut.
and you know, committing myself.
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