I'm so sad that my sister was looking through my phone one day. I got paranoid and deleted the pictures I took of the cuts on my thighs. They were fresh. Bloody. New. And I needed to remember what was there since I can never ever cut there again now that my mom is going to be seeing my thighs Wednesay. I wish I didn't delete those pictures because now they're fading and that's sad to me. I liked just staring at it. I wish I could cut there some more. And my arms and everywhere. Is it so bad that...

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For the last few days, it really feels like autumn. Yay for April, and morning temperatures attempting to be below 10C. It's so nice to be complaining to myself about the cold instead of the heat.

This morning I decided to text Rowena to ask when a good time to come in and say hi to everybody would be. She said either Wednesday or Friday, and asked if I would judge Fun Fest. I said yes. I've been secretly hoping to be asked to judge Fun Fest, it gives me a whole day in the gym, and...

I had a better day today. Dyed my sisters hair, watched some Disney movies, made beaded necklaces. It was like i was a kid again. How i miss the innocence.