What goes on in ones brain in the middle of the night.

It's 4:56 A.M.
I haven't gone to sleep yet.
I probably won't.
Typing is hard when you can't sleep. My fingers feel funny.
I can't remember the last time I made physical contact with someone.
I cried myself to sleep again tonight. But I didn't actually fall asleep so I just cried. In the middle of the night. Into my pillows. For a period of time.
College is ridiculously easy here.
I'm confused.
My parents are slightly insane.
I didn't hook up to my feeding tube tonight so if I die of malnutrition that's why.
I can't comprehend why people are so afraid of dying.
Tomorrow I am going to wear my new giant sweater with a skull on it.
I still hate this girl that I haven't seen since eighth grade.
The reason being is because she is very pretty and seems to have everything put together.
She's a model.
I have left campus less than 4 times since I have been here.
The relationship I have with my parents is a rollercoaster that is only moving down.
The only constant in my diet is toaster stroodles.
They are quite delicious.
My hair is falling out.
I am easily intimidated by overweight people.
If I wasn't so scared of them I would have said "fat girls." But I went with overweight people instead.
My eyelashes are all na-tur-al and blonde because I haven't worn mascara in very a long time.
I have made a goal to not shave my legs until Christmas.
Luckily, I do not keep my goals and will probably shave my legs this week.
I miss you.
I have to see my therapist on Wednesday.
On a scale of 1 to 10, one being "if you had a gun you would shoot yourself" and 10 being "you've never been happier," where are you today?
I'm a solid 2.3
I don't think I can have kids.
I genuinely like some people. I genuinely dislike most people.
I believe I may have issues with authority.
I love reading.
My biggest fear is that my dog dies while I'm gone.
He's not doing so great.
I forgot to kiss him goodbye.
Did you know that owning cats gives you a higher chance of getting depression and other mental illnesses?
They don't have Grandma Sychamores bread here.
I found this highly upsetting.
Almost as upsetting as having to talk to my mother.
I throw up.
I have a high chance of getting cancer when I'm older because of it.
Why can't I just bite it now?