I am tired and overwhelmed.
I am lonely, always lonely.
I am worried about the future.
I am worried about my math test.
I am worried about the excessive amount of school work that is due in these next few weeks.
I want a different job.
I want a different body.
I want a brain that functions better.
I've been slipping back into this negative spiral. I am really trying to stop it.
It's hard.
I want to love me right now.
I want to accept me right now.
I am good enough.
I am beautiful.
I deserve good things.
Believe it.
Believe it, mother fucker.
Believe it.
5:58 p.m. - 2014-11-18
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