My skins feels extra heavy tonight.
My body is weighing me down as I try to fall asleep.
"Another missed meal tomorrow will make it lighter." Is the thought that passes before I drift away.
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internal dialogue
Puisithe conversations I have with my self in the quiet hours of the night my diary
Heavy
My skins feels extra heavy tonight.
My body is weighing me down as I try to fall asleep.
"Another missed meal tomorrow will make it lighter." Is the thought that passes before I drift away.
