The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved - loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.
These last few months it's been weird, 'cause I eat less, my mood changes constantly and my feelings are messed up.
I think my hearts a mess.
Last week I ate about 20 chocolate boxes. I think it's too much. I've never eaten so much chocolate in one week.
Have I forgotten
I haven't gone to the beach in a long time. I used to love walking there for hours, watching into the distance, listening to the waves. Miss it so much.