I’ve had these random ass urges to cut myself lately and i have no mother fucking clue why. At All. Cause i don’t do that anymore. atleast i haven’t in like 2 or 3 months. nooo cutting becca. yeesh.
Puked up ramen noodles today
but who cares? who cares. Nobody cares. I don’t care. You don’t care. So yeah. Fact: I puked up ramen noodles today.
Fact: My eating disorder doesn’t ever seem to go away.
Fact: I’m not skinny/good enough ever even when i am.
Fact: I’m going to fall apart in college.
Fact: I need therapy in college.
Fact: I’m going to avoid therapy in college.
Fact: I need things.
Fact: I don’t deserve so many things.
Fact: There’s nothing wrong with me.
Fact: There’s nothing right with me.
Fact: I’m an emotional time bomb.
Fact: I’ve got it all together.
Fact: I’m sick.
Fact: I’m all better.
Fact: I’m a liar.
I need care.
No stfu AND GO AWAY. i’m trying to recover from an eating disorder. LIFE THREATENING ILLNESS YOU IDIOTS. jesus christ on a cracker.
I’m having a pre midlife crisis about a decision i am going to have to make in about 6 years from now.
I’m that kind of person. I mean, seriously i had a crisis and changed my major. BEFORE applying to college. I didn’t know what i loved could be a major or that i could defend my choice until 6 months before applying. And here i am going off to oooooh an “ivy league”. And i don’t have my shit together. I’m still held back. I still let the voice reign in my head. The self deprecating voice because it’s my voice. T.T I’m so lost. I have potential to be AMAZING. AND i’m still so lost.
Dear Steven Moffat,
The Doctor is not an infantile version of James Bond with no sense of appropriateness towards things such as sexism and sexual assault.
The effects of unchecked criminalization: Teen charged with felony for science experiment
-Sylvia Plath (via yo-soy-milk)