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I’m gonna be so skinny. So fucking skinny my bones break.
I’m living on a diet of ciggs, h2o and diet soda. Food is for the fucking weak. Just like emotions and trust. Fuck that shit.
Fuck you
I’m never eating again. Especially if I’m with you. I will not put anything into my mouth.
Seeking comfort in anger.
This time its the last straw. People who doesn’t deserve my emotions. Time and time again. Not worth the explanation. Because you should have known better than to doubt me, question me, give me an attitude.




