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I’m sorry i’ve disappeared. Majorly grounded after the cops got called when I was at a empty house drinking and we ran. Mom then found out about sex and drinking and sneaking out. Then got put on Zoloft. Snuck out more. Drank more. Then two weeks later, went to friends house for a “project.” Drank and got shit faced. S had to pick me up while I was puking. Then D came to pick me up. Snuck out more. Drank more. Went to the Dominican with my mom for spring break. Drank a shit ton first day, made out with a ton of guys, and was fine. Second day, smoked a cigar, made out with more and got shit faced drunk. Ran away from my mom. We got in a physical fight. Next day, had a threesome. Came home a few days later. Snuck out, drank, smoked weed and cigarettes. Got on birth control and Stattera too. Got my car and phone back monday with tracking. Left with AJ and JW during 6th hour like usual. Had sex with JW and anal sex on Wednesday. JW broke up with BH. AJ bought me cigarettes. Now have plans with DL (9th grade homecoming) on Saturday to screw him and drink. Then sneaking out tomorrow for ST and JW of course like always!
I’ve been ODing on meds all the time. I take like 20 ibuefron a day. I’m smoking a shitton. I’ve been b/p and skipping meals again. Lost some weight. I need to. Still puking on accident.
I don’t know what I want anymore. I think I may be trying to kill myself.
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Its usually when I am in a crowd and everybody is talking…and I realize that what I was about to say is very messed up. So I just shut up.
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