I love how people come and go out of my life. The ones who make my life so crazy and fun. It’s so sad. You get so close to people and they have to move away or just grow distant from you.
So many people I have loved and lost.
I want pizza, lots of fucking pizza.
Breadsticks, oh my word.
I’m so hungry but my mouth hurts do bad.
And I can’t eat solids.
I don’t like be underestimated.