Bug bites are the worst. This is the third time I’ve had a strange reaction, the second time that the area surrounding the bite has become obviously swollen.
Yesterday, I ate pizza for both meals I had. And that was all I ate all day.
My sleep pattern is completely messed up. On top of that, I wake up constantly and usually to find that half of my covers are off the bed.
I’m getting scared for Fall and Winter. I’m getting scared to get serious. I’m getting scared of change.
I have a love/hate relationship with dreams. Because the fact that I didn’t really share an intimate moment with Ed Westwick is very disappointing.
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