♪♫ Nothing
I don’t feel like myself. I haven’t felt like myself in a very long time. Pretty much ever since I stopped speaking to my mother. It sorta flung me into a spiraling depression, that I’m still partially in. I have improved, but its still sucking me in. I just want to feel like myself again.
I used to do my hair and makeup everyday. I used to take pictures of myself frequently. I used to listen to music constantly. I used to write stories a lot. I used to wear my leather jacket whenever possible. I used to go for walks by myself. I used to dream about California. I was a wild child. A free spirit. A hippie. An anarchist. A romantic. Fearlessly living my life the way I wanted to.
I need to get myself back. I’m determined. I can’t stand this slob I’ve become.
I don’t feel like myself. I haven’t felt like myself in a very long time. Pretty much ever since I stopped speaking to my mother. It sorta flung me into a spiraling depression, that I’m still partially in. I have improved, but its still sucking me in. I just want to feel like myself again.
I used to do my hair and makeup everyday. I used to take pictures of myself frequently. I used to listen to music constantly. I used to write stories a lot. I used to wear my leather jacket whenever possible. I used to go for walks by myself. I used to dream about California. I was a wild child. A free spirit. A hippie. An anarchist. A romantic. Fearlessly living my life the way I wanted to.
I need to get myself back. I’m determined. I can’t stand this slob I’ve become.
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