a moody bastard. writes everything down.
There are days when I feel awfully hollow. I don’t think I’ve spoken a word to anyone today.
I ran to the gym.
Spent three hours in the gym.
Sat in my room staring at a book.
And now I’m going back to the gym and then swimming.
I still get the need to force my body to be exhausted, because on these days I can’t do anything else. I want to wear myself out until I can merely fall onto my bed and drift off with the hope that tomorrow will be better.@1 day ago with 1 note