are agitated. Indeed
agitated.
Yesterday I talked about all day with that guy's post the other day .. "ilpunk"
I was in seventh heaven .. really belonging to a single news this Winter will no longer live in my city, but rather in that he studied.
paranoia Mille, a thousand thousand.
I'll see it? I will try? Why do I look? I'll jump? No no .. that NEVER.
And the thought that maybe this Sunday will find me terrifies me.
And if I was wrong? And if I did shudder? If you noticed all this mess?
He always aware of everything ..
God how I miss it ..
I feel so stupid because he and I are nothing.
But it makes me feel special, not that I love him because it should be with myself, absolutely .. but around us create something special.
What to do with me eh? Please
do not hurt me too ..
Do not say you want to see things that are in my heart if you do not want to share with me .. please do not look for me then if you leave in a hurry .. I beg to move away if you just want to get a ride and smoke a cigarette.
"taken away your ass round and your coffee ..
your face, your jealousy .. take it from me .."
For the rest of my weight has dropped again.
THANKS THANKS TO ONE PERSON ONLY.
My mother.
semsso Unbelievable but does not have to insult me \u200b\u200bfor my forms.
Just the other day gave me a book entitled "Losing weight naturally "
But please .. RIDO until I IS A STROKE.
'm 19 years who live with the anguish of a scale that weighs what they are and a mother who tells me everyday how I'm a failure physically , a good fat only abbufarmi and smoking, vomiting, without control, in short, a nullity.
Sometimes I wonder why it should be ok with me .. I'm not the daughter you wanted, there are certainly better in spades. . then why the hell have you designed? I explain it?!
Do not even ask why my weight loss, my ulcer, my stracazzo of all that is killing me.
Fuck.
does not even more sense to talk about you, do not deserve it.
By September I will have my goal and nothing else. And then good-bye to everyone and everything.
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