Today we were watching a very crappy on TV and my grandmother said 'look, have fun. " I so far I had not noticed, and I agree that having fun, and do not know if that made me unhappy or only made me aware of my unhappiness.
Well, I have told the judges. Sleep. Respite. I have old dreams, I wake up early on weekends and I will see my father scared to death. After seeing it and going home in the car, stopped the car in front of the beach, I get to talk alone with myself, I begin to mourn (in fact I feel to mourn, see, because I leave the car at any time) . I think about food, I think a lot about food, delicious menus thousand imagine ever eat, and think of me that I binge because
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