18:53
slept over at a's house last night. arrived there around 14:10. she has a scale in her bathroom, all I wanted to do was brush my teeth but the scale was there in the corner next to the toilet. I tried ignoring it but it was still there and then I found myself setting the height and gender into the digital scale and planted my feet onto it.
the number stared into my eyes, long and hard.
on and on and on.
oh how I wished I hadn't stepped onto that evil 10 V 10 inch box, how I wish it didn't have batteries. I had gained. six. whole. pounds.
six. six. six. six. six. six. six. six. six. six. six. six. six. six. six.six. six. six. six. six. six.
why did I step onto it when I knew how I'd react?
I thought I was getting better, but here I am falling down this endless rabbit hole once again.
time really does repeat itself.
yours,
apple.