???

I slept an hour at most, had some amazing sex so in my mind it was worth it, but I stepped on my scale this morning and totally didn't trust it so I didn't write it down. I think I might just give up and go back to my cheap scale at least that bitch was consistent. (No one can lose four pounds in one night.)

In other news I get sad sometimes when I'm alone if I let myself think about Matt. This far I'm avoiding feeling by staying crazy busy. I try not to feel anymore and when it works it's awesome. The downside is that it doesn't always work. Hansell is trying to help me get better and I could never thank him enough.

I am doing well though, food seems harder and harder to get down and I'm not really even sure if I'm hungry anymore. Which is weird as hell. I think my body is just giving up on me. Which is proven by the fact that my fucking hair is constantly falling out. I need protien and vitamins. Fuck everything else.

I am going to keep this short since I'm at work and supposed to be working. >.<'

Much love!

Miss Sinister