Literally starving for death. 16, English and hating pretty much all of my life and all of me. I cut myself for the first time almost 3 years ago and I wish I hadn't. Since then so much has happened, I got really bad and just couldn't stop, and apparently went too deep, then I got help, it became less of an addiction and things got a little better. Since then so much has happened, major ups, major downs. There's not something that I haven't come across. I now have social anxiety, I'm bipolar, EDNOS and just not always loving life. The few things I do love I'm pushing away, but the one I'm never letting go of and holding onto forever? Matt. He means the world to me, he's saved me, saved my life, and all through that I fell for him and that was it, I love him with all I am, all I have and all of me. Call me crazy yeah, but that's me, crazily in love and mentally insane. <13 I do not promote or agree with self harm, or eating disorders or anything causing harm to yourself. I'll do anything to stop anyone else from making that first cut, don't. *may be triggering* Always here for you <13 If, after all of that you're still here gawd you're so lovely and you deserve the world, oh and call me Ettie <13
So my best friend got raped by a boyfriend she has just gotten with. He is literally now harassing her, his numbers blocked on her phone, all social networking sites she’s on he’s blocked him, he’s tried to call her on 6 different numbers, he has now got his friends to talk to her, he won’t fucking leave her alone and I don’t know what to do. She is so mentally unstable anyway and this is literally going to kill her. YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU DID STOP LYING, YOU DISGUST ME.
I want a gap in my thighs.
I want my collar bones to stick out.
I want my ribs to tear my skin.
I want my hips to hurt from laying on then all night.
I want to not need food all the time
I want self contrl.
I want to be able to feel ok in my own skin.
I want to look beautiful.
I want to look how i feel.
I want to be perfect.