she/her
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Don't spend another year doing the same shit.
When I read: "what to eat to lose weight" in diets and I think, rather "what not to eat"
ahahahhaha, god, yes.
hey google, "low c@l recipes" does not mean "445 per serving"
I want to be perfect, I have to be perfect, I just need to lose weight, I would get good grades and everything will be fine. I will be perfect.
Some will look at their bodies with disgust to others will also vomit a little while I well... dead girl are thin. this is my mood now... and i... i want to be a dead girls.
I'm starting to like you a little too much, this thing scares me.
mentally to the bone
i hate the way you talk to me when you are mad with me. i hate the way you look me in this moments, and i hate everything in this moments...but not you.
two weeks. I can't do it. I won't do it. Now i'm in panic.
They all say that it gets better, it gets better the more you grow
Yeah, they all say that it gets better, it gets better, but what if I don't?
i write, so i can breathe
i eat, so i could dead
I don't cut myself anymore, so i'm going crazy
friends? are you sure about this? are you crazy boy?
Maybe something has changed. maybe it's a nothing that's a whole.
Dead girls are thin
coke diet? are you serious? energy? food? why? you want destroy you? maybe yes, is obvious?
i don't understand you. maybe i'm stupid or maybe you are fucking stupid. Damn!
oh, shit. shit shit shit. What happened? Why? i'm so sad. i'm feel like shit. Looks like someone are suffocating me.
I'm not sure I still want to be next to you. I need to feel better and I don't want to see you while you ruin.
You are stubborn and I instead of not, I will not, unfortunately or fortunately, struggle to let you go. Remember it.
Please, listen me. Don't force me to go you away.
-it's always ok.
-damn, no it's not. you can't lie me. i'm in panic and so confuse about everything.
(a boy is another problem that I didn't need)
Psychologist: You will have to choose to take the path where you detach yourself from this thing.
Now, i'm in panic
you drew the stars around my scars
" i will rescue you"
"no, i think you can't rescue me"
When someone see my scars and asked me
"what are those?"
I look they in this way: 👁️👄👁️, and i think: "How can you think what they are? Are you kidding me?What do you think they are? Unicorns?"
When i tell this at my school friend, she has laughed. And i same.