I'm not really sure how I feel at the minute, I feel...
I wish someone could explain this to me.
It's like this picture, I feel trapped in my own life, but there is still something in me that is good, that is real, and if I try hard enough I can let it go, and it will do something amazing so it can come back and set me free.
I know I'm not really making sense, I'm not making sense even to me. But I don't feel real right now, sort of lost in a way. But I know that there is still something in me worth fighting for, because it hasn't died yet.
It will help me fight, until I reach my goal.
My mum informed me yesterday that she is going to Eygpt for a week, leaving Wednesday, my brother is going away on Friday, so I will be trying a fast from Wednesday until she returns.
Linguini? Alfredo? what the hell?!
5 weeks ago