pretending 2 be something I’m not .
I’m not good with diets. following diets. like when I was 15 I did the ABC diet for a week. passed out in cvs twice.lived in diet Pepsi and 20 calorie thin slice of turkey. missed my period for weeks. I couldn’t HANDLE IT! 
and I started this juice cleanse yesterday and today was like ugh I’m still feeling yesterday’s hunger pains. 
there’s no in between  with food and I. my relationship with food started back when I was in high school.
thin. fat.calorie counting. obsessing with what I put in my mouth everything!!! 
sometimes I just accept that I will never be 107lbs and never have a thigh gap and thin. FUCKING FUCK! where’s my self control?!!! where’s my discipline!!!


do you ever look at yourself and think ‘aw cute’ but then walk two feet into a different lighting and think ‘omg nvm’


do you ever just get the overwhelming urge to cry because you think you’re not going to go far in life because you’re not as smart or as talented as the people around you

being totally unnecessary in western civ.   
ugh it’s always annoying when I think my outfit is cute at home and when I get to school my butt is not covered by my oversized black shirts
*drunken hearts playing in the background* 

i haven’t kissed a guy for a very very long time if the opportunity did show up in my uninteresting mundane life,i would literally have to practice on an orange like those stupid girls do on tv shows. ugh. what have i become!

"I want to know what you think about when there is only silence in the room."

I want you in the most raw form.  (via dollpoetry)