I've just got my scales back from Megan. I have lost 2 stone in 4 and a half weeks.
I've not been 8 stone 2 since... well we all know when.
I look ill and run down but I don't think I look skinnier. What a fuck up. What an absolute fuck up.
Eating every couple of days then throwing up every few hours in between because something made me feel sick. I need to sort this. Now.
Just finished a song called Walk Away it sounds good. Lally is right about me writing dozens of songs about regret and loss and love once enjoyed. Its making things worse.
I saw Paddy in the design centre when I was scanning my book in and had to explain what it was. I think he was really confused by it but whatever, its my own thing and nobody elses.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment