Monday nights used to be the one night I didn’t have to cry myself to sleep, now I’m not so sure.
Random Thoughts.
When it feels like the perfect time to kill yourself, but you know you can’t
When you and your two best girlies are talking about getting your periods and how they are all synced and having to warn each other about them so officially I am second to get it so I have a Warner and a Warnee!
“By the power vested in my boobs, I now pronounce you a C cup!”
Love you Sam! I had to put it somewhere
If I die in my sleep I would not be surprised
I feel so sick! :(
Love this piece one of my favorites I’ve done
Shakespeare works well with abstract
I hate everything
I hate guys, I hate girls, I hate me. I hate how everything revolves around sex. I want a normal fucking life with normal fucking people, or no life at fucking all
- Anorexia: Don't eat, you'll just get fat. Cause that's what you are- fat fat fat fat fat fat fat fat fat
- Binge: Come on, you deserve the ice cream and candy bars. It will make you feel better.
- Bulimia: Why the heck did you do that!? You don't want that sitting in your body. Not even a month of restricting can make up for that. Throw it up you wuss!
- Self Harm: You suck so much. You'll never recover. You'll never get better. Here's a razor, you'll feel better.
- Suicide: Everyone hates you. No one would care. It will never get better. Here's some pills, the pain will disappear.
- Recovery: You are beautiful. You are worthy. You are strong. You are wonderful. You will recover. You will get better. You are loved. So many care. Things will get better.
