sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and im losing sense of time
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sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and im losing sense of time
so my antipsychotics make me soo fucking hungry, but if I take them with my ahdh meds, it’s better… except my adhd meds give me palpitations and then I can’t smoke without getting a borderline anxiety attack
so anyways i think it’s time for some med free days
Girl you alright?
once a month i go crazy but overall my life is beautiful
Oh just shut up you’re only 16.
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“I have the best taste in this town. My bedroom is peach. Faux Victorian. I finally have an eiderdown quilt. 27 years. I deserve fresh flowers… I can barely write even this I am so uninspired. God, I need all the help I can get… I want neckrubs so bad that I don’t even mind giving them. Someone asked Janet [Billig, Hole’s manager in the 90s] if I’d LOST MY DRIVE. I don’t know how to drive… I lay prone, gutted, desperate and empty, I swear, soulsick, not dead because of my taste and love of texture and smell but almost dead. I just vomit violently and try to pretend this hasn’t happened to me. I love him. We lock like a locket.”
— Diary entry, January 1992. Kurt & Courtney checked themselves into a Holiday Inn to detox from heroin. Courtney passed the time by writing Belljar-esque diatribes.