im back. getting bad again.
i hate
that
my brother
is a
trigger.
i dont know how to tell them im not better
"Take
the
blade
away
from
me;
I am a freak
I am afraid that all the blood escaping me won't end the pain
And I'll be haunting all the lives that cared for me"
I am a freak
I am afraid that all the blood escaping me won't end the pain
And I'll be haunting all the lives that cared for me"
i feel like im floating...im spacey and not even high.
wtf is happening to me?
RIP
sanity,
there
is too
much
loss
here
when i started to have a good relationship with food, people
stopped calling me beautiful. im not trying to fish, but i kinda
miss it. i never hear it anymore, or if i do, i totally filter it
out. i hate that i need to feel loved. i know my worth isnt based
on what others see...but for some reason it just feels good to be
complimented.
im addicted to hunger again. yikes.
