[smash mouth voice] well, the tears start coming and they don’t stop coming

these r the same thing 😂

"fuck my eating disorder" i say, as i binge on everything in the kitchen as if that isn’t. a part of. my disorder

THERE IS A FOX TRAPPED IN YOUR RIBCAGE GNAWING SLOWLY ON YOUR FLESH BUT YOU WILL NOT LET IT OUT BECAUSE WHAT WOULD MOTHER THINK WHAT WOULD MOTHER THINK

life is just like *gets worse* *gets worse* *gets worse* *gets worse* *gets worse* *gets worse* *gets worse* *gets worse*

No food in 2020 we only eating vibes

going thru rapid cycling aka getting whiplash from my own fucking mood swings

It’s weird to look back and remember how much friends used to care about eachother. Remember the times you would beg your parents to let you guys hang out? Now people prefer to stay at home and couldn’t be bothered to answer a text. It’s clear how low of a priority you are to people when you’re struggling but they use their math homework as an excuse to not help you. The hardest times are when you know that to get better you need to spend time with friends but they don’t want to be with you. If you don’t try you’re told that you’re isolating yourself but when you get rejected multiple times by ‘friends’ you end up feeling even worse off then the beginning, so it’s easier to just stop trying. Right?

My Life Ain’t That Wild But I’m In A Constant State of Catostrophic Mental Instability So It Seems Like Everything is Fucking Wild: a novel by me

Yeah sure sex is cool but have you tried the fear of soul crushing abandonment?