I'm sorry blog i'm on cape cod. there's some sort of agony maybe it's because i'm forgetting to take my pills. alia is exactly the same and somehow we talk to each other exactly the same but i haven't seen each other in ten years and now we can get drunk. i want to go home i need all my home remedies within arms reach. recently i've been into doing things exactly as i'm supposed to. and in my new lifestyle i'm cutting out hanging out with friends, food, tv, music, sex, and laughing. my mantra which i know is bad is "my body is a machine and deprivation is my gasoline." works very well for me because of my obsessive compulsive disorder that i have decided to let take over my life. it makes me better than everyone else. i'm joking because it's true. my fur coat delivered tomorrow. going to drop drop drop apple cider vinegar in my eyes. my eye was burned by a star.  virgo women french women don't get fat. that's my literary loot from this vacation. i almost texted my ex-boyfriend something insane but i realized my words would be mean better to hold my tongue. i'm reading tao lin sometimes i'm like shut the fuck up and sometimes im like youre right that is how girls act. 3 pies.