Just an online journal of an ordinary person growing up. Nothing fancy as the name suggests but merely an outlet for ramblings, remembrance and ridicule. Daily Disco may contain crooked conjecture, silly stressout situations and fancy farfelle shaped nothings.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
I wanna drown my sorrows and anger in food. Stuff my face and be fat. Wait. I am already fat. So kill me now.
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