Food, water, shelter.

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She no longer takes care of herself.
You can see the sun through her skin, it's too thin (like eyelids). It won't hold a shadow.
Her hands are soft and pink and splotchy.
She won't stop trying to distract herself.
She won't turn and face her troubles instead of continuing these futile attempts to ignore them.
Somebody tell her to get a grip.
Caring for yourself takes more than this.
It's time to wake up.

Update

Today I wore the necklace you gave me and wished I had you instead.
Today I sat in a lecture and tried not to cry.
Today I finished reading a book I started last night.
Today I didn't fall asleep halfway through the day, which I've been doing for weeks.
Today I accepted my emotions.
Today I tried to eat healthily and then ate some nutella that someone left in the pantry.
Today I was meant to edit my assignment that's due today, but I left it.
Today was like all the others in the end.

For now

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New Year's Resolutions:
-If I can, start writing again
-Use Tumblr for personal posts or delete it
-Exercise more
-Eat healthily
-Tell fewer lies
-Allow myself to open up to others
-Try to be kind again
-Consume fewer illicit substances, less often
-Indulge my curiosity
-Care for myself again

I miss writing too much. I miss this blog. I am happier with it.
I'm going to fight for it.