Posted January 27, 2013

Submitted on April 5, 2013

Someday I will be healthy. Someday I will write a book about myself. I will go to Paris for a long holiday and I will meet Arthur Rimbaud in my imaginary. Someday I will drink absinth with him and I will write a poem. Someday I will be a teacher. I will inspire my pupils to life better, to don’t care about weight, to be happy. Someday I will forget about vomit, about toilet, about fat. Someday I will be happy because the sun is shining, and birds singing. Someday I will change the world, my world, in my mind.