PS

This post is after a couple of drinks.

I want to wither away again.

I am so tired of being me, with all of my boring yet underachieving ways. I want to run off, have love affairs with foreign boys, do drugs just to see that fantasy side of the world. I am dying to leave this me. the one who obliges to hold her family up. who puts up walls of vulnerability before guys. is becoming thin the only step of rebellion I am capable of doing? TELL ME I can become more beyond this body

I need a fucking cigarette!! 45 days since I've inhaled that glamourous air is too long.