Tuesday, March 22, 2011

you'll never get it, either.

i'll never fully know you. but here, you'll never get this.
thing is, no one does.

sick, sad world.
aint it?

23051) The worst part is the loneliness.

4 hours ago 4: 37 am 22 March 2011
23044) My body is covered in angry red lines, both self inflicted and natural. It’s disgusting.
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5 hours ago 3: 26 am 22 March 2011
23032) I learnt today that as long as you joke about it, no one worries. No one worries at all.
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6 hours ago 2: 16 am 22 March 2011
23020) People are scared of me now. It’s lonely.

11 hours ago 9: 05 pm 21 March 2011
22978) People depend on me. They don’t know I’m depressed. They see my smile and my attitude. I act like I’m okay. I’m dying on the inside. I don’t know why I’m doing this.
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17 hours ago 2: 55 pm 21 March 2011
22957) I want to eat, I want to starve, I want to be comfortable with my body. I want to have friends, I want to be alone. I want to live, I want to die. I’m not sure what I want anymore.
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19 hours ago 1: 26 pm 21 March 2011
22942) It’s like it’s the only thing I have control of these days. It’s really the only thing that seems fair.
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23 hours ago 9: 29 am 21 March 2011
22900) I hate how I don’t feel empty after purging.
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1 day ago 7: 30 am 21 March 2011
22880) I’d give anything to be normal, if such a thing exists. I’m sick and tired of waking up and only being able to think about calories, exercise and purging until I sleep. I’m sick and tired of people not understanding. I’m sick of my friends expecting me to listen to them, when they can’t listen to me. I’m sick of all the treatment. I’m sick of being sick.
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1 day ago 2: 39 am 21 March 2011
22856) I wish I could still have my own children in the future.
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1 day ago 2: 33 am 21 March 2011
22855) My life is just a series of embarrassments and awkward moments. I can’t stop torturing myself by thinking of how I spectacularly fuck everything up, school then university, friendships, relationships, money, my body…the only way to stop all these thoughts and be a good person is if I disappear.
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