I don’t want to depend emotionally on him. But he is the only person who understands. I can feel myself letting go and leaning on to him. I’m afraid of this.
I love that moment. When you’re on a long car ride, or listening to music, or reading. And you completely zone out. You forget your troubles, and everyone around you. You’re focused on that one thing, and that one thing only. You’re content, and everything seems peaceful.
—Unknown (via katelizabeth)
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It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
—Maya Angelou (Phenomenal Woman: Four Poems Celebrating Women)
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The anorexic thoughts just comes back whenever I feel upset. It’s like therapy for me. So in other words this disorder is good for me or am I just deluding myself?
I feel myself sinking into depression whenever stuff like that happens. But this time I’m coming out stronger. I’m blocking out my thoughts on death and replacing them with my goals. I’m gonna proof everyone wrong. Or at least I’m trying to.
Wait who am I kidding, I’m sick of the same shit from the same people. I wish I was dead now.
Sometimes I may appear hard and cold. But I doubt I am. I’m just a big fat softy on the inside and that sucks because I care too much for everyone.
Need time alone.
(via katelizabeth)
Gonna diet hardcore from Tmr.
I miss being anorexic. It felt so good to feel my bones.
(via s-e-l-f-destruction)
