so what do you do when the person you love asks you to get better? ive never had someone approach me with such blatant honesty about how i am fucking myself up. it harsh. but i need it. im so torn. i have this voice telling me that its obvious that i should choose the road of health and happiness but i am confused by the other voice that tells me ( Read more... )

"I no longer know who I am and I feel like the ghost of a total stranger"

I was staring at the sky ( Read more... )

i cant stand this. i hate fighting with him. i didnt meant to hurt him. i hate myself. and then for him to think that i would make fun of him to my friends makes my heart hurt. what? how could he think i would do that? im not like that!! i would never do that to him. i was joking around, he was already sensitive and he took it that way. does he ( Read more... )

The question is, how did you fall? The answer is somewhere in the accumulation: the sixth meal, or the eighty-eighth laughter, or the ninth orally induced orgasm. At the fifth or the eighty-seventh, or the eighth, they could have remained standing. It is the sudden novelty: they way says he is ‘sleepy’; her method of scrunching her nose when she is ( Read more... )

His exhalations of exhaustion ( Read more... )

im lost anymore...i dont know what i want...least of all who i am...and when it comes to defining who i want to become, the decision is even more difficult to come to. tears always well up in my eyes, and i hate it. cant i articulate how i feel without becoming a mess of unprepared emotions. i want people to know me, and understand why i am the way ( Read more... )

seriously, my days anymore have gotten so confusing i dont even know where to begin in sorting them out. its a mixture of whys and how comes in my life...i dont get anything anymore. and when i try to fathom it, i just lead myself into further confusion ( Read more... )

her body shivered slighty. she was getting better at handling the constant cold. again... her shoulders were bee stung and rosy appearing...this time it was from a too rough lover. he said he liked it when she pulled on his waistline. tugged on his jeans. she figured as much when she felt the tension and his breathing became increasingly sporadic. ( Read more... )

sometimes i come so close to giving in. eating, its a fucking plague, i swear. everyone thinks im getting better, but i am the best liar you will ever meet. if i want something bad enough, i will do anything, including manipulative, vindictive, destructive and heinous things. if i want it that bad. thin is something i want more than anything... ( Read more... )