I'm so sick of my life.
Every day I deny myself food. I don't eat the food I want to eat.
Every day I deny myself all of the cigarettes I want to smoke.
Every day I deny myself the alcohol I want to drink.
My whole life is run by denying myself of the enjoyable things.
And I am sick to death of living like this.
I don't enjoy life. Not one bit.
So what's the point of all this denial? Is it making me happy?? NO.
I'm always punishing myself. I hate it.
Every day I deny myself food. I don't eat the food I want to eat.
Every day I deny myself all of the cigarettes I want to smoke.
Every day I deny myself the alcohol I want to drink.
My whole life is run by denying myself of the enjoyable things.
And I am sick to death of living like this.
I don't enjoy life. Not one bit.
So what's the point of all this denial? Is it making me happy?? NO.
I'm always punishing myself. I hate it.