years of my life and all the could-have, would-have, should-have-beens stolen away, just a blur of empty days and empty stomachs just to feel smaller ?? it’s so miserable and yet i still want it
and while listening to my friends it occurred to me how i could count the number of proper meals i had in the canteen on both hands and how different my jc life was from everyone else because i was isolating myself all the time
i always think of how i hate the feeling of being full because it triggers the urges but truly i’m so grateful i’ve never had to go hungry against my will