| i keep forgetting who i am.
before my brother got out of prison i was a vegan, peta-hugging nerd.
now i've completed a 180, and rarely touch veggies much less remember what i used to care so much for.
i'd never touched weed, wanted a tattoo, been wasted, smoked a cigarette..
now i've done/have all of those things.
i'm not blaming it on my brother. maybe those things weren't important to me to begin with
and my true colors are coming out. but i miss the healthy me.
the one that was 14 lbs. lighter and whose teeth, hair, and nails weren't trashed by lifestyle choices.
it doesn't help that i have giant body issues.
i should write a book. |
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