It's like I don't know myself anymore. I get tired easily. I no longer enjoy the things I used to love. I dont even like being surrounded by people. I enjoy the solitude that I offer myself.
Then I'll think.. Think. What have I become? What happened to the carefree Elle who'd smile at anything and take happiness in the littlest thing in life? Like merely having McDonalds fries, a cup of ice cream or a cupcake would make me the happiest girl, even if it's temporary. Look at me now. I succumb to eating processed and junk food only when I'm depressed hoping I'll feel better, but I doesn't. I only push my problems away. Push the people whom I love and love me back.
Maybe in a way, I am selfish afterall.
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