I’m really crazy about my beau. I think we fucked last night. If you can call it that. Yea, it’s one of those days where I’m chipper and have a great outlook on everything. I got so motherfucking sad. My meatsack was just shutting down. It does that. When I get too overwhelmed it just shuts off. My shrink wants to see about giving me a higher dose of prozac. She said she isn’t sure though. She doesn’t want me to be like a zombie. She “wants me to feel” still. I don’t give a shit doe.
This guy I know said he can get me hormones online. No doctor. Imma give that legal route a shot and see what up.