it all comes back to the start

Tonight I had a problem I didn't had in a longg long time, but it came back all of a suden.
From now on all the posts on my blog will be coded, words won't mean what they mean but it will all make sense in my head. It really hurts specially when water falls over my skin, and this morning my mother told me she thinks I'm a whore, and beeing that I am completely the opposite, but at this point I'm so tired of proving to everyone what I am and what I am not.
I am distracted by some weird lights and I wonder what they mean. I feel like spending a day alone 24 hours me and my head and possibly a bottle of god knows what
You told me you were going to be there and you weren't I guess you were not ready to hear all my secrets I don't think anyone is
so far around 100 calories I could easily burn out I must not fuck this up (:
and hi to my daddy who loves tor ead my blog