If you need to ask, you'll never know, but if you know, you need only to ask.
You are more than your thighs touching or thighs not
You are more than your scars, a few or a lot
You are more than your curves and trouble zones
You are more than your organs and your bones
You are more than your ankles and your wrists
You are more than your shoulders and your fists
You are a spirit, you are a soul
Your body is a vessel that takes its toll
You are more than the sum of your part
You are an individual who has a heart
So happy, so drunk
I can’t breath,
and yet I love it.
My thighs are fucking huge please come kill me.
I don’t have any friends because I’m so fat.
It may seem easy to “just not eat”, but anorexia is anything but “just not eating”.
I hate here.
I hadn’t made myself throw up in a few months (with the exception of being too drunk) and I’ve thrown up for the past two days now. I hate being home with all this shit in the house. I prefer my orthorexia back at school over this lack of self control. Fuck.