
And now, i feel, literally, like crap. The lesson here is that when you eat crap, you feel like crap. It's Wednesday and i still feel like crap. I think that i should immediately go beat myself in the head with my Metabolism B book; and re-read it AGAIN. I hate feeling this way. I know why i feel this way. So why do i do it, time and time again? Am i truly that stupid?
I try not to hate myself. Really. I do try. But at times like this, i can't stand me. I don't want to look at me, be me, or even think about me.
And that is truly sad.
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