I think I might start snorkeling and swimming. I’m tired of being depressed all the damn fucking time. I’m so done with this shit.

PO.

After 4 months and 3 days, I relapsed.
I still can’t believe I caved in.
Longest I’ve been without since I started.

On another note, my dance teacher recommended that I should audition for the dance company at my school. Which as a dancer, that meant the world to me and I think I will audition. It feels amazing to know that all the hard work and sweat I put into dancing is finally paying off.

There’s also something that I haven’t been able to get off my mind lately. It’s the thought that during these past years, I have not been able to be good enough for anyone. And that for some reason destroys everything inside of me.

Goodnight tumblr.