Sail.
The scattered thoughts of a fighting bulimic.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
worry.
My thoughts of tomorrow motivate me to occupy my every waking moment with worry.
What tomorrow holds frightens my actions today.
What life holds I do not know.
I can only fill my heart with hope that it is better than my today.
Today determines tomorrow.
How can today be a better day when it is filled with thoughts of tomorrow?
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