February 2012
519 posts
“Malnutrition slows the brain’s hormone production, “numbing” intense emotions....”
– (via riverofcrimson
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Eww. I ate a shitload of cake at that thing. It was so good, but I feel gross now. I shouldn’t have done that.
Well that ceremony thing was awful. People kept staring at me, even more than usual. I’m fat. I get it. No need to stare. Why the fuck did my mom make me wear that dress..
Cool how you only talk to me when you need help. I need help too, but when I asked you… You blew me off. You promised you’d always be there no matter what. Just stop talking to me. This is killing me. I miss you. The old you. I just wanted you to listen. But that’s okay I guess. Just… keep doing what you’re doing. Keep using me. I’ll never break my promise....
Oh my god. I have to wear a dress to this ceremony thing tomorrow. The dress is from like 2 years ago and it makes me look fucking fatter than ever. My mom is making me wear it because the ceremony is supposed to be formal and she doesn’t want to buy me new clothes.
I’d just skip the ceremony but my mom made it clear that I have to go or she’ll take my phone and laptop and...
Hate my fucking life.
Shut the fuck up, stomach. Just let me starve myself in peace.
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Yes, because I WANTED to turn out this way. This is ENTIRELY my fault. OH, I’M SO SORRY.
