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My body is a journal, and my scars are my story.

Dreaming.

I wanna get lost into the woods and fall in love with someone that see’s the world as I do.
Someone who will take my breath away after every kiss, as their hand gently kisses my cheeks.

Then we will look at the sky, holding hands, and feel indestructible and infinite.. together, as one..with the world.

Once upon a time, we were madly in love.

it was you and me, against the world.
“Its never over,” you would say as I would try to give up on us.
“Love conquers all” you said.

Three years later, you walked away.

The end. 

I need to stop punishing myself.

but how?

Someone.

This is why I need a lover and a best friend.
Not just a lover.
Not just a best friend.
But both.

Cause they just don’t simply understand.
Nobody does except one. 

lost 5lbs in 2 1/2 weeks

and I’m gonna keep running until my legs fall off.
already f-ed up my knee.
don’t care.

this is my escape
and its driving me crazy that its raining outside..
probably go run in the thundering rain cause idgaf 

and my coworker just locked me inside my office with her to lecture how sick i look and i need to stop losing weight but little does she understand my reasons. my reasoning is simple: i’m very angry and depressed.

I’m gonna go run..and keep running, so the past won’t catch up with me.

I’m about to punch everyone in the face. Don’t even come close to me.

I think I’ve finally fell in love..

with the Earth once more.

And when it comes to the night, I fall even harder and deeper.

It’s the only time when the world is silent for a moment and all I hear and feel is the wind brushing up against my cheek.. and within that time..I feel like I could swallow all my bad feelings whole.