gayround is now mal-lyon. 

I want to love myself.

I want to change my whole perspective on life, people, happiness, home, comfort. Everything.

I want to loose weight, set strict rules for myself but still be happy eating amazing food.

I need to push myself. And not be afraid to fail, or become broken again.

I cannot forget what I am typing right now, the next time I become depressed. And slump back into my self-destructive ways. I cannot use being sad that life has dealt me a shitty hand as an excuse anymore. The world owes me nothing.