I’m seriously laying here crying because I ate too much and it’s too late now. And I can’t do anything about it. I’m so overwhelmed with the fact that I know I gained weight today and I’m just getting farther away from what I need. I can’t feel this full. I won’t.

No one cares on here. I’m just writing things to no one.

I cannot believe how much I ate and how full my belly is and how unbelievably fat I’ve become.

iamwhativebecome:

“i know what its like to look at food and at the same time you want it but you hate it so much. you wake up in the morning and try to find good in your body. you stretch backwards and you look thinner but you know its just a facade. you have too much fat. you wear loose shirts because when you sit…

Sister attempted suicide yesterday. She’s in the hospital. I have not stopped crying. Please if you are thinking about it remember there are always people who love and care about you

Bread is the grossest thing to throw up. Ugh.

so the love of your life came and went without ever saying goodbye… he’ll be waiting for you by the doorway and all you have to do is step inside. goodnight in the morning, there’s new life around the bend. close your eyes, no more disease to fight. ease your mind. 

you won’t feel me til everybody say they love you, but it’s not loveand your suit is oxblood and the girl you fuckin hates you, and your friends faded off shots of what you ordered to forget about the game you on top of