ItsBreegan

Status: It means no worries for the rest of your days (:
Joined: November 27, 2012
Last Seen: 1 decade
user id: 340113
Location: Watching out for Stalkers :) Ask me, I'll tell you.
Gender: F

It means no worries for the rest of your days (:



Oh hello. Breegan here. 15. volunteering around the world.

Africa.

Germany.

India.


What time is it where you are? I miss you more than anything. Back at home you feel so fat waiting for the phone to ring. It's getting lonely living upside down. I don' even wanna be in this town. Trying to figure out the time zones making me crazy.

Don't take what you have for granted. Some can only imagine all that you have. :)

xx

 
 

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Uh;
I'm sorry.  
Sometimes I sit and just stare at my stomach. Normal people eat 2,000 plus calories a day; and their stomachs? Flat as can be. I’ve been eating 400 a day and mine is a bulge of fat and waste. My entire existence on this Earth is just that, a bulge of fat and waste. Some days I’m not sure if I want to kill myself, or leave myself here to starve and suffer. I want to die, but in all honesty I’m not sure if I’d fit in the casket.. 




 
 





I'm not turning the page.
I'm writing a new book.and

this time, I've left you out.


I'm so broken. It has become obvious.I'm emotionally destroyed and there is nothing to do but watch me fall apart. Each day it gets worse nothing ever gets better. I'm so alone in this world that its starting to really get to me.I always have to remind myself its my fault for people not liking me. Its all my fault. I am ugly and fat. Theres no one to blame but myself. Its so hard because no one knows the real me. They know me as the bubbly, outgoing, advice giving, fun girl. Its sad that its just an act. Just a lie. Everyone says just "get over it" but how do I get over something so CRUEL? I can't let go of all the bullying and words said to me. I'll never forget all the pain I was in.I will never forget the night I was in so much pain I grabbed the razor and glided it across my wrist just so I could get the pain I deserved.I'll never forget the night I shoved two fingers down my throat just to be "thin". I'll never forget the day I decided that only a granola bar was the right amount to eat a day. I'll never forget the day my mom gave up on me. I refuse to forget the nights I cried myself to sleep with no one to tell me its going to be okay. I won't forget the fact, I was sent to live with The Dragon Lady because my mom gave up on me. I can't forget about the 30+ cuts on my arm that I did because I was so sad. Don't tell me to "get over it" you know nothing. You think I like being sad? No, I hate it. But its all I have. I've let it consume me. But when the time comes I'm fighting back.

- Breegan N.



A lot of you cared, just not enough.