gnaws deep within me, perpetually. I simply cannot suppress it, thus I'm forced to yield to it. It's a terrible thing not to have control of. I feel like I'm having some digestive issues lately, but they're likely to be all psychosomatic. Uh, you know... like most of the things in my life. Hah. I long to feel full. Or a least to have the ability to ignore my hunger.
My hunger, it's been evident for far too long now. I guess it's finally found a way to make an undeniable appearance.
Oh Ashleigh, you're falling back into that plan, that routine, that comfort that you swore not to turn to. Wake up to that reality before it's too late.
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