No PMO makes me feel like a different person. I resent that despite this part of me still wants to relapse. That voice is always there.
FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKIINGGGG HEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
Relapsed. Hate this finals week. Done getting low sleep, being unable to hit the gym, and relapsing. Finishing all spring coursework tmrw.
It's like few months ago, I was talking to a girl whose bf left her forever so I felt sad and started talking to her giving her sympathy and she ended up giving her contact number. But after that she never talked again, after one or two messages. I didn't see her in the group again. So I feel like why did I chat or why did she gave her contact number on social media.
The world is a mystery. Nothing happened pmo wise though. No sexting. I just got to know her really curious.