I miss when I didn't have the will to live for one reason:
Chronic pain mattered a whole lot less.
But now I want to do things, I want to go places, I was to have a life, but I can't.
I can't.
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I miss when I didn't have the will to live for one reason:
Chronic pain mattered a whole lot less.
But now I want to do things, I want to go places, I was to have a life, but I can't.
I can't.
Whoops I spilled my drink on ya, sorry! (pleasedon'tkillme)
As she walked around, she was surprised by one of the guest at the ball “accidentally” spilling a drink at her. She tried to not get much on her face as she looks towards the guest.
She then looks at herself, seeing how her dress also got stained, she furrowed her brows and debated. ‘I rather not make a scene out of this’ she thought to herself and sighed.
“It’s fine..I’ll just go find somewhere to wash off the stain….Enjoy yourself.” she muttered as she calmly walks off, feeling a bit bitter about this. “Way to spoil an evening..” she muttered to herself as she avoid much contact so no one would see her looking miserable and well…stained.
I stood at this spot for several moments watching trains come and go. A mindless distraction from reality if nothing else
I'm a miserably unlucky person. And a poor excuse for a human.
Fat
Some days it is too overwhelming that I'm fat. Too overwhelming to even get out of bed. Too overwhelming to simply get up and go to the gym like you've done so well before. Too much shame for your own condition. So desperate to break free from the confines of your body. I just fucking love food so much.
How can I be so fucking active, cook so much healthy food, and still be gaining and getting too fat for my clothes? Why is it I have to fight my body when it comes so easily to others? When will I manage to overcome a lifetime of obesity.
So much shame for my condition. Such a fat slob who is dying to change but can't seem to do it alone.
I am a force of nature. I take life by the horns. But let me get a cold, I turn into the biggest baby. I miss the days when my mom was there with OJ taking care of me. Give it up for adulthood. You win cold. You win.
ahbla&@!*O)afdhadj UUUUUGGGGGHHHHH STATA sucks. Stuck on my model once again. Thank God for the discussion section tomorrow because I'm so lost.
Not okay right now. Why does my life have to be so shitty. Am I really that bad of a person that I deserve this?