Today is the second last day. Today is the second last day. I feel like I'm holding on for dear life! I can not wait to express myself again through my clothes. It really is frustrating. It feels like I have been silenced. This morning when I opened my closet, I just stared at my clothes with such lust and longing, longing to feel good again. That's what clothing is about right? I just want this day to end already. On the other side, I've gotten used to myself looking the way I look. Even though I feel terrible, I'm getting used to the way I look. This really does change one's mind and the way in which you look at yourself.
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Second last day, my smile can not possibly be more fake then this.
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| The borrowed skirt. Wearing it for the last time. |
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