atlas // tw!! ed/sh

Everything feels like an objective. It takes me days to get myself to do the dishes or take a shower or take out the trash or get out of bed or even just to exist.

Damn, my Eating Disorder Blog is becoming less about eating, and more about disorder.

I want to be a mysterious girl with a private online presence but I also need to tell everybody I cried at the DMV

everything is too loud all the time they should put me in charge of all the sounds so i can mute things like airplanes and sirens and voices and turn up important things like kitty cat meowing

what was that? i was so busy making normal human gestures to show i was listening that i wasn’t able to actually listen

One day I'll forgive myself for all the years I wasted!!! But today I think I'm going to lay down in my bed and torture myself with it

I love having online friends (people I follow and never speak to)

oh to be someone’s daydream

reblog this if you started worrying about your weight before you were 16

We can't ibuprofen our way outta this one boys

i can’t relate to horror stories where it’s like ‘my wife started acting crazy isn’t that so scary?’ because i would support my wife no matter what i would love my crazy wife

At this point is tradition to say “I’m never eating again” after every time I eat

a good reminder 4 ppl