Keep writing paragraphs on here and then deleting them instantly. Sigh.
Keep writing paragraphs on here and then deleting them instantly. Sigh.
For the first time in my life. I’m too young.
I’m so frustrated. I’m doing a course that is just above GCSE level in English (..when I already have a A level in it). I don’t want to write a fucking letter to a fictional character.
Spent so long putting make up on to make myself feel better to then feel even uglier and taking it all off.
I have so many things happening tomorrow and I know it’s going to en d in failure again. So sick. Need a week off alone, no family, no ‘friends’, just me. I’m actually in that horrid state where I get so angry when someone even talks to me.
Living in Newcastle is okay I guess but I want to be in London (in a posh part, ha). LET ME.
Watching shit romantic comedies make me miss being really into someone
but then I remember freedomĀ
It’s a blessing that I have such strong feelings for someone to use as a drive for this.
Cannot wait to have a gap between my thighs. I need to get back to 8 stone 7, as a beginning. That’s two stone to loose, once that’s done ill work on toning. Ill then maintain my body through completely epilating, exfoliating and moisturising.
Once my body is ‘perfect’ ill concentrate on my hair more.
So so excited!
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