After a short while of me trying to make them think they're wrong, I said okay, and now, here I am, walking towards school.
I have to repair the damage, I sinned with emotionally binging.
I'm in school, I feel really out of control thanks to my new weight, I'm currently 47-48, I truly hope it's at least 0.5 of it it's remaining food weight.
I need to lose it desperately.
WHAT THE FUCK!
YAY.
I have a mission to complete in order to win this album.
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE IS RELEASING THEIR LAST ALBUM ON MARCH 25th!
I need to go under 46 by this date.
Then, I'll be finally able to purchase it.
I'll be worthy enough.
Well that's devastating.
It will deliver it all the way to Zimbabwe but not to Israel.
I think they'll ship it to Antarctica and have fucking tour in there before they come to Israel.
Is it just me or the world is just plain cruel?
You know what?
I'm tired of it.
How the fuck am I getting a Pakistani passport?
A Thai one, I bet some will get mine happily.
From now on you call call me wang-xin because they deliver it to china.
They'll get it to North Korea before to Israel!
Although Kim prefers blues, kind of fits to the slavery scene.
Fun fact, there are really small amount of armies that include females, Israel and North Korea or ones.
REALLY?
Now's the time to put Sing?
Just shoot me, it hurts less.
And it's not the first time.
For a whole minute I just sat confused why YouTube didn't work, and why was I able to hear only 6-7 songs out of a forty five song playlist, they weren't avilable to my country.
North Korea can hear Bring Me The Horizon as much as they want, and try don't have a fucking internet access!!
That's really rude.
I will understand if it's a film from Iran, trust me I do, but come on.
Can't you just fake it for a while?
We are the whole world in such a small place.
I'm going to do something about it.
Probably including with some verbally violent words.
Although I have theory about how to murser or painfully destroy someone.
I need this album.
I actually need music.
I can't concentrate with silence.
I'm afraid of it to be honest.
I hate noise, but I need it to survive.
I actually fucking sing when I'm in the shower so I won't panic.
I have the urge to eat.
I got a fifty calorie small halva snack, and a biscuit I made which is probably super high cal.
But I won't eat.
I shouldn't eat anyway.
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