Wednesday, October 5
migraine. it's all over my head. from ear to eye to central part [forgot what it's called] to jaw to nose. hooray i can't breathe. waiting to send hist notes to hy. dreams do come true. i dreamt joan told me she has a bf. guess what. she does. hooray. what else did i dream of? i can't remember. it hurts. okay i've sent it. bye. this is how it feels to die. after 3 hours of writing til i couldn't hold my pen. imagine. friday. another 3 hours of torture. only. it won't end. add on 1 1/2 hours of hist. how will i even hold my pen? sea hist tmr. i'm 1/4 way through. i think i'm dying slowly. why do i do these things to myself?
it must've been love.
9:15 pm
xoxo
