19369 | fucking hell |

Drinking is boring now, and there is no desire to even touch myself. Have not jerked off in who knows how long. Some people might think this is a good thing, but the smart ones know that when you lose interest in the things you love, it is a sure sign of depression.

Eat food? What for? Meh. Food sucks. But at least the weight will come off without going to the gym, which is god since the membership will have to be canceled anyway when the job is gone. So there is a silver lining.

That cry I just had felt great. Being a whiny bitch has its upside.