Ah, Diary, we meet again,
It’s Halloween tomorrow. I guess this’ll be the first year I don’t eat so much sugar and drink so much booze I have rainbow sick. That’s right, rainbow sick. The hospital’s throwing a little party thing to lighten the mood and folks that are dealing with their anorexia get some cupcakes or something. Naturally I’m getting some. Why’s that you ask? I don’t know. I guess cause I’ve put a decent amount of weight on.
Maxxie came to see me again today. And it was really him this time. Not the morphine and not my imagination. 100% real. Half the time I don’t know if it’s really him but something about him today just seemed real. Maybe it was cause he kind of smelt like Hadley… Either way, I guess this means he doesn’t hate me or anything for kissing him the other day. Who am I kidding? Hadley probably bullied him into coming to see me.
Speaking of Hadley, I’m kind of worried about the kid. If he has run off somewhere something might happen to him. It’s not like he’d get knifed or anything but he doesn’t know the neighbourhood and you see a couple of shady characters every now and then.
And then there’s the whole deal with him and Maxxie. As much as I want Max back… I hope the kid doesn’t do anything stupid.
P.S. I like chocolate cupcakes, Doc.
P.P.S. And the ones with sprinkles.
P.P.P.S. And the ones with like grated coconut in. Just saying.