crash&burn.

The weekend was okay. Not too much fighting I guess. Staples out in four days, though. 8D

I ate pretty crappily. One day 170, one day 550.

Saturday I barely slept because I was missing Tiger. I kept telling myself distance means nothing but in the end it still hurts. I fell asleep with her picture on my pillow and cuddling a giant plush animal, pretending she was actually there. I also fell asleep holding her number on a bit of paper in my hand, wishing I could call her right then at four in the morning.