November 2012
23 posts
Fucking hell, will I ever get to be the prettiest, smartest or nicest girl a boy has ever known?
Why can’t I stop thinking about him?
Why did he get bored of me?
Why did I get bored of him?
Why must I fuck everything up?
Why must I be so fat?
Why must I be so ugly?
Just binged.
I want to die.
Family friends told me I used to eat like a sparrow.
I miss that.
October 2012
86 posts
Just spent the last half hour trying to purge.
Fuck this.
I hate it.
Fuuuuuuck
Just got home from school and had half a container of gnocchi, an ice-block and some nutella.
I keep thinking about my ex boyfriend and how much I loved him, and how much he loved me, and how saddening it is that we got over each other.
I find myself thinking of the afternoons we’d spend together, me drinking my chai latte, him his mocha, watching the sun set over the beach after we’d snuck on to someone’s couch overlooking the sea.
I know he’s not thinking of me anymore, but I just found the train ticket from both the day he asked me to be his girlfriend, and the day we decided to break up.
I cannot stop crying.
I miss him so much.
I am so unbelievably pathetic.
No one cares.
No one cares.
No one cares.
I’m starting again tomorrow. I can’t let it get this bad again.
I’m so tired and hungry and my stomach is so sore and I’m at my highest weight and I just want to die right now please somebody kill me I’m so fucking sick of being this fat
I want to be someones thinspo