Last Chance Jojo
to turn things around, basically having a complete dejavu replay of last year cept for i’m 8kg lighter and hanging head first from the cliff edge, so ima slapping myself cheek to cheek and gotta buckle up and take control of my life, i need to sort out where to pull the ropes tighter and fucking get to grips with reality, i’m dying and i need help and i need to accept both of those facts. Now recovery time, I’ve got about 4 weeks until we leave for skiing in Whistler on the 15th and somehow i need to regain my physical health back to somewhat adequate to function, hello inpatients again, woooooo. Never thought that I would result to this, why, such, a fucking fail at this, one game that i’m endlessly losing in life, gonna put my foot down. This is the last time. Next year I want nothing to do with all this rubbish, I deserve to live, and i owe myself that at the least.
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