cos i don’t want to go out with you and your boyfriend and have you fight and make shit awkward like you do all the time i wanna throw up i want to cut i don’t want to go out and pretend to have a good time god. i need to grocery shop unfortunately, and i don’t want you there to watch me have a total fucking melt down.

(Source: raspberry-teacup)

i don’t know what it is about desiring to be a skeleton and cutting and purging and exercising and being cold all the time. i do know actually. its hard for me to recover so i’m beginning to desire to look the way i feel: like death.