I look and hatred.
Do not stop eating.
Then I have to stop eating.
I'm feeling like before, this is driving me crazy.
I promise, 38. I swear. I'm too fat. I can not stop.
Nothing will stop me until the end.
Control! Alone again in this way. I will not forget this.
I'm a bad time, I look and feel like I want to cut myself again.
I swear, no more failures.