But The Quest for Beauty is a Beast.

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Running Out Of Time

I've unlocked my diary. For some reason even with passwords I got messages that some could not read it.
I am sick. So sick I can't sleep because I'm afraid I won't wake up. My muscles hurt, my chest hurts, its hard to breathe when I lie down, the whole world seems to be tinted yellow....
My mom explained to me that I am in pain. She gave me a Vicodin as nothing else would do no good. As someone who hates medication I never took it before. She was right. It was pain. I can think a bit more clearly now and the chest pain sees to have disappeared.
I have to get an apartment in LA before UCLA will take me back. However, the one I can afford hasn't called back.
I'm running, running out of time. And I am so scared I will die before I find an apartment.
Blood sugars 600+. Ketones 4+
Fear.... Off the scale.

4:29 AM - Monday, Aug. 01, 2005
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