Lately, I've been having a love-hate relationship with eating. It scares me, alot. I feel all kinds of pressure to be thinner, to be prettier, to be skinnier. Then, the next minute, I think to myself, "Wait, my body isn't that bad, right?" Then the next, I think, "I'm a fucking fatass." Just contradictions everywhere. akshfkaslflasdg. So there are times when I want to avoid food as much as possible, and then the next minute, there's something that I ABSOLUTELY need to have something in my mouth. I hate this. I just want to be content with myself, for once.
Also, procrastinating is turning into a huge problem. It was normal at first, but now it's escalating at a rapid pace. Fuck everything. I'm not happy anywhere.
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