i have been reading this book i found in charity shop about loving yourself. it says how unless you learn to love yourself you wont find love because you yourself are love.
i think its ofcourse easy to say.
I LOVE MYSELF
I LOVE MY SELF
i love myself
ofcourse its just my hands typing in this keyboard there isnt some shield blocking me so clearly i can write this i can say it. but somehow deep within me. theres something. something. a scar.
i wonder if depression will lead me to obesity.
since i just nearly ate a whole bar of choc whilst writing this
and that scares me
and it _____ has become my priority so much so that nothing in life matters to me.
this this this secret of mine
and its always on my mind
even when i dream
i dream it in my mind
so i wonder
if i die
if i die
then will i be peaceful?
god. if you are out there. please listen to my prayers.
i am so tired