Twenty Two.

Work went pretty good actually, I was able to resist quite a bit.
until the end, but I didn't eat much compared to how my days have normally been.
I went to the gym afterwords, got a pretty great work out. I came home, ate an apple, and cleaned. Dinner will be in 30 minutes. I'm still trying to figure out what I'm gonna eat.

Other than that, the rest of the night should go smoothly.
At least I hope.
Night time is always the worst for me, for some reason, once the sun goes down, a trigger goes off in my head say Binge!

It won't tonight though.
The past couple of days have been great.
Why ruin it? Right?
Tomorrow will be great too.
I can feel it in my bones.



So a completely off subject side note...
How many of you out there are obsessed with taking a shit?
I am. I run to the bathroom 10 times a day trying to take a shit.
is that weird?
I guess I do it because I love the feeling of being emptier, and losing all the waste thats inside of me.

However, although I love taking a shit, I have not tried laxatives.
I'm too afraid that I will get addicted to them.
I mean, I'm already fucked up enough.
I don't need to add another problem to my life.


Isabella.Inspired