NO. It's NOT OK. YOU ARE NOT ON. I AM NOT OK. THEY ARE FUCKING FIIIIIIINE.....

Aghhh... i hate those kinds of days. HATE HATE HATE them. I don't know if anyone alse relised that, but on tumblr there are so many blogs about anorexia. I mean anorexic girls have their own blogs, and post diets and pictures, tips. That lately is messing with my mind. Plus I started my new blog on tumblr and well...some of their pictures are good, so I visit their blogs, and accidentally read all the shit. GOD I SHOULDN'T READ IT. I KNOW. I KNOW.

I hate days like these. I hate this feeling deep in my stomach, trapped inside. I hate it. It's making me walk away from everyone, well almost everyone. Plus I start school again tomorrow, my art exam will kill my Monday.

I have so many things in my head that I can't concentrate on art. It always calms me down, but lately it doesn't I'm so distracted. FUCKING TWO MONTHS. TWO MONTHS. I will need some miracle to get through this shit. SOME MIRACLE.

'It's not you babe. This is not you' he said to me. I don't know that is me anymore. I have no idea. I'm tired of people, absolutely tired. EVERYONE IS SO FAKE, it makes me sick. I just wanna turn around and scream. Instead I keep it all in. ALL IN. LOCKED. LOCKED. LOCKED IN VERY WELL.