Donnerstag, 13. November 2014


I just feel bad. Really bad. I already had about 500 kcal and I am sitting in this room, totally twirly: laughing, smiling, joking... Everything's faked. Everything is empty. nothing feels real. 

I can't concentrate, I can't focus, I just want to go running. 
Running, totally out of breath, lungs are burning, muscles are aching... But when you reach that finish line you'll feel free and worthy. 

But I can't and probably won't:
There's a party after my classes. (F xxx FOOD!)
Then I have to go tutoring.... 

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