i got better.
i finished the exchange, and got better.
it was amazing.
i run for an hour every night.
i hardly eat.
and i hate myself.
i miss the old me.
i just tried to have a d+m with my best friend
it didnt work, she just said i didnt need to change from my old self, into the person i was in england, even though thats who i wanted to be.
and who i liked more.
she doesnt understand, and she yells at me for smoking.
i seriously dont care.
i just want to yell at her, but she won't get it.
i hate this.
im hating my life, again.
which shits me more than anything.