The only reason that you feel the way you do is because you’re trying to live up to the standards placed by the mask that you wear each day. Who is the “you” that is upset now?

I don’t like this place anymore This feeling of believing I deserve more. It has failed to leave my mind. Though I don’t know if failure is the correct term Can it be correct if I really

The day Today may very well just be a repetition of yesterday. If so then so be it. You can try to change it here and there It may work It may make things worse. What you

The god damn gym This shit does not let me leave. Rest weeks are non existent anymore. I’ve come to accept it I don’t question it. I know it’s coming Even my body knows. It doesn’t matter