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Lonely

Assalam alaikum guys. Hope you all are doing fine. As you all should know I've downloaded blogger on my tablet and it glitches unfortunately and I had a post ready about three weeks ago but unfortunately as I tried to post it, the app says it publishing and that was from about three weeks ago and it refuses to let me make changes and anyway lets just move into today's blog post.

Lately, I've been uncomfortably lonely and its kinda weird. My friends are busy because they are all moving ahead in life and honestly,  I'm happy for them. Unfortunately it leaves me stranded and alone, it makes me feel strange. I remember when I used to watch what I eat because I neededto look slim at school. Now I pack on calories and cholesterol. I know right such a drastic change.

I need to inspire myself and find content for you all. I need consistency. I will begin trying to be consistent as soon as possible. I promise. Plus I'll try to break out of my over consumption. After all we don't need emotional imbalance to affect our immune system as well. Ignore my ranting. Shukran to every one that read this. Shukran means thank you. Anyways, love you all. Allah hafeez ,till my next post❤❤❤.

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