I won’t be over topped, no matter how stubborn one is.
I feel woozy. Everyone except me and the baby have puked, so clearly, I’m doomed.
Hunger, save me. One world dependant on me.
The boards were very active tonight.
Oh, Insomnia, I hope you go to Hell.
The final strech. Summer is almost here and my paper is almost done.
I’m so sorry for you IV 
I actually didn’t know insomnia could be brought on by Asperger’s…
I’ve probably made several pagesworths of posts today. 
It’s okay. I’m glad you don’;t share that symptom with me; it makes me wish I could have nightmares!
Believe me, you don’t wish that… 
I have this reoccurring nightmare that I’m trapped in a car that I can’t control that keeps increasing speed and I get killed or stranded.
I totally need to update my facebook status sometime soon instead of putting it all on here.
Leirin: that’s awful! I’m sorry. hug
For some reason, I can’t get this voice out of my head.
I seriously feel like my guts are about to explode.
I can be either nice or honest. I have a preference, but it’s up to you. Its your pride, not mine.
^Honesty FTW!! 
Yeah, I want to be honest with people so they know the turh and they can improve. But that means i would have total disregard for any and all human mercy, feelings, and compassion.
Today has been a HORRIBLE day.
My little sister had a steer (casterated male bull) as her Future Farmers of America project. She put a lot of time, effort, and money into this project. And she LOVED this steer, so much. His name was socks. She planed to take him to county fair for a competition and then sell him.
Well, he was fine at 8 this morning when he was fed, but someone found him dead on the ground, outside his pen. My sister is DEVISATED. And I suspect foul play. My dad had to leave work to take her home, and then went to the farm to talk to her agriculture teacher. We’re unsure how he died. We was bloated when he was found. We don’t know if he died of bloat, or he died of another cause and bloated after death. Someone fed him different feed, we dont’ know how he got out of his pen. We think he might of choked.
He’s on his way to a processing plant. My sister had him for a while, and this was her first steer. It’s just a horrible day, she worked so hard and loved the steer so much. I feel so bad because he was a sweet animal, and a good looking one too.
My sister has been crying all day. And I feel horrible. I’m just glad she didn’t find him dead, someone else did. To make matters worse, we don’t remember if we bought insurance on her loan with the agriculture bank. If we didn’t, we’re out A LOT of money.
^That’s awful! Give your sister my condolences. I’m very sorry.
I’m so sorry to hear about that, e-j-e. I hope you all feel better soon.
Oh my god EJE. that is just terrible news. I can only imagine what you and your family is going through right now. We’re all here for you. I’ll be praying for you too.