| I'm sorry I haven't commented anyone back lately, my computer crashed so i only have net access on my phone, which needless to say is a pain in the ass. things have been going alright with me, i haven't really been eating much at all lately and i think i've lost. at any rate, i've got that lovely empty collapsed look in the middle of my rib cage. i love that, but it could still be better. i hope all of you are doing well. |
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| How can someone look at me and say
"You don't know what you're doing",
when I live with it everyday?
How can they tell me everything I'm doing wrong,
when they have no idea what the hell is going on?
They'll say I'm stupid and that I don't understand,
when everything they know about this is strictly second-hand.
How am I supposed to grasp the nonsense that they preach,
when everything they tell me (about being better, not worrying about it)
is so far out of reach?
I was bored and wrote today. |
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| Food is such a disgusting vice. There should be no food in the house. When I move out, there will be no food in the house.
Worthless...absolutely worthless. |
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| Well, I'm officially back to being a lard ass. I worked up the guts to weigh myself this morning, and i have gone from 101 to 120. i want to die. i told myself if i ever gained like this i would kill myself for sure. but now i'm 1. more determined than ever to get into double digits. and 2. i'll be damned if i die a fat cow. so heres to starving to death. |
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| I don't know if I can keep on doing this. I want to die and that's all there is to it. |
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