February 2012
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d-d-d-d-d-destroy me squeeze my bones until they crush dilute them with a little bit of sparkly touch
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“My favourite thing is a menthol cigarette in the middle of winter, especially when shared with someone beautiful.” Boy, can you come and join me please.
Embarrassing question concerning my digestive system:
So I’ve basically had constant diarrhea since beginning 2012. And I mean constant. I haven’t been taking any laxatives. And it’s getting to the point where I’m sitting on the toilet, shaking, almost fainting when I stand up. And I haven’t told any of my team. Should I mention it?… It’s probably ED...
Planning on losing 6-8kg. Everyone will tell me, “Oh, you’re far too underweight you look awful blahblahblahalalala,” but I’ll be going to the gym trying to do it somewhat ‘healthily’, eat clean, get muscle. I’m just too flabby and ew.
“I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.”
– Jean-Paul Sartre
Why am I crying? I don’t deserve to shed tears, I deserve to shed blood, to feel pain, to feel worthless because that’s exactly what I am.
I’m trying to act like I’m okay when I’m not. Am I living a lie? I can’t even tell what’s real anymore.
I can’t handle these mood swings. I want to tear myself apart.
I went to Aberdeen on Friday and went out clubbing at night. So of course I met a Frenchman, fell in love and want to have his babies. He is the cutest thing, 20, plays rugby and has ended seeing a girl after meeting me. I do not understand how a guy can fall head over heels for me, it’s usually the other way around. We were destined to be so I’m going to move to Aberdeen now okay bye.
Guess who’s anti-psychotics have been lowered! And guess who can’t sleep because of it.
It’s nice making a list as to what I need to pack for tomorrow and “blades” not being at the top. In fact, they’re not even on the list.
Is this over 18/explicit content shit showing up for other people when they click on my blog? How do I get it to go away, I don’t think my blog’s that bad?
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Routine for tomorrow: Wake up, shower Pretend to have breakfast, walk to school Get myself through 50mins of class, have water for lunch Walk home, get ready for college Pretend to eat dinner, go to college for 3hrs Come back from college, sleep Perfect
I just cut for the first time in over a month. Big mistake. Blood will pour like rain.
Just want to post a picture of my fat thighs so you can all be as ashamed of me as I am
People lose interest Especially in you
I’m falling
“Misery is a butterfly. Her heavy wings will warp your mind with her small ugly...”
So I’ve tried eating a little more over the last couple of days and my body just does not want the food. It’s doing everything it can to get rid of it. Please keep rejecting the disgusting shit I force down you.
Everyone is tiny and I’m so fucking huge Numbers must go downdowndown Give me my blades I’ll cut the fat off now
Tumblr is just too triggering if I’m giving recovery an attempt.. I shouldn’t be here, but I can’t peel myself away.
I’m sorry, I’m just not that strong I’ll need my blades for life, you can’t be my saviour