70000) I don’t want help, I’m just sick of feeling alone.
69963) Dinner with friends isn’t that funny anymore. It’s my worst nightmare, to be honest.
69938) I am the hungry hungry hippo. It’s horrible.
69942) Immediately after purging, I feel so much better. I feel like I can breathe again, and I almost feel proud of myself. Half an hour after, and I feel disgusting and foul and I can’t believe I could do this. How did I end up this way, leaning over a toilet bowl instead of studying?
68530) You tell me I don’t need to lose any more weight. You tell me I’m perfect. You tell me I’m pretty. Well, I’m not. You don’t see me when I wash off my make-up at night. You don’t see me without my clothes that hide my fat. You don’t see my breakdowns because I know I will never be enough. I will never be as perfect as you think I am. So I starve another day. Purge a little more.
← Earlier posts Page 1 of 59