shit, i think i'm finally happy again?
it's hard to know what to do with myself when i'm content with my life, but all i know is i like it and i don't want it to slip away again
i got my second chance with him, and i'm really hoping it works out this time. he's just so nice, i want him to get the right impression of me.
my christmas was wonderful, and i hope everyone else had a wonderful christmas or a very happy holiday season. i realized that i do love my family, i can't blame them for my problems and that i am only young once so i am going to enjoy it.
the other day i was at the lowest weight i've been at since my weight gain and it felt so damn good. i think i'm going to try and keep losing, but not torture myself
it feels so good to be happy again, i'm glad that i have turned my life around and pulled myself from my hole of depression by myself. i feel capable of doing anything else for myself.
i allowed myself to eat guilt free today and i am well aware that i will wake up a couple pounds heavier tomorrow but to me, that doesn't mean a thing right now. i am glad to just be feeling content with myself right now.
Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance
for a break that would make it okay
there's always one reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
oh beautiful release
memory seeps from my veins
let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
so tired of the straight line
and everywhere you turn
there's vultures and thieves at your back
the storm keeps on twisting
you keep on building the lie
that you make up for all that you lack
it don't make no difference
escaping one last time
it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
in the arms of an angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you fear
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here
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