Watch all the colors in your spectrum fade gray...

He told me he "loves my body," and I told him to shush, and he replies "i'm serious." Ugh. This boy, he saves me. He makes me forget about my internal monster. I forget all about it. I eat, SO MUCH, and I'm happy. The desire to be 90 pounds suddenly disappears. I wish I knew what it was about you that is that strongly rooted inside my brain that can make that monster go away. 

SO just a little update on my life. Drake and I are talking again. I've seen him twice in the last 36 hours. Spent most of the day with him yesterday and Sunday night with him <3 He is literally everything to do. I don't even know. None of it makes sense. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do for him, not a damn thing, even after how bad he's hurt me. I hate seeing him hurt right now. I'm really scared. Scared that I'm being used as a rebound or something. He says he wants things to work though. I don't know if I can trust him. Then again, Drake might be an asshole but he's not really a liar. Ugh. I mean, I guess...at the end of the night, I'm the one getting the phone calls, I'm the one getting called the most beautiful girl ever, all of that. Don't do this to me again, I want to trust you. I love you.

Mostly because I got to spend it with Drake :)

I just want to say thank you for taking the time out of your day to make mine a little better. It means so, so much <3