I really thought about a lot and i see everything i've done. Everything i was doing wrong and everything you have sacrificed for me. Because i get jealous easily, you lost your social life with girls and only hang out with guys, and because you had work and school i complain how you dont have time for me, which cause you to drift from johnno and the guys. You tried to give me time and then you start to underachieve at school, you want to make money and move out by the end of this year. I cant believe it took me this long to realise the things im doing wrong, but its already too late to know. I didnt believe it when someone said i might be bulimic, but maybe i am. I dislike food with a passion, who am i now, where did the joy in my life go, what do i stand for now ? I dont feel the same. I made a promise to myself no matter how bad life gets, my tumblr is the very one thing that remains unaffected, it'll always be the funny and entertaining blog for people. This is the first time i've ever broke this promise to myself. I don't know. I feel different. Not who i am anymore. Everytime i go to shopping centres i always find myself looking for and spraying Joop, the scent is nostalgic and melancholic, its the only scent that makes me feel like i belong, only thing that seems familiar to me anymore.