The Weeks.

These tears they come at night
You live and learn to fight

I don't know what I'm living for anymore. Time is passing and I am lingering on the same thoughts day by day. "You're fat. Stop eating."; "Nobody loves you."; "You're ugly."; "Life is pointless." I don't know how to stop them. I need to fix my flaws, but I don't know where to start. I guess I just need to work on them one by one.
I'll start with my appearance. Perhaps those thoughts themselves could be subject to adjustment...but how? To me, they are true.

In this very moment, I am listening to possibly one of the most gorgeous songs I have ever heard:


"Hold it Kid (Your Heart Just Slkipped a Beat)" -The Weeks

Give it a listen, if you wish to.