8h
i try to count calories.
i am no good at math.
fail on purpose.
the taste of guilt
envelops my tongue.
i binge a meal that does not end.
seasoned with salty tears and chilled regret.
i am no good at math.
fail on purpose.
the taste of guilt
envelops my tongue.
i binge a meal that does not end.
seasoned with salty tears and chilled regret.
