i love you. i want you. i need you. i can’t find you and i’m so sick of myself. i feel you get close and i get scared. i’m trying, it’s just not good enough… yet.
There are no words of encouragement - I knew last night things would be bad. No work out, almost 1400 calories. I hate the weekends, next weekend is a party so I have to kill this week!!! I hate this me. I miss the empty me.
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