hippiee:

Once my skin clears up, I lose 10 pounds, shave my legs, learn how to properly do my eyeshadow, get a whole new wardrobe, comb my hair, and become mentally stable it’s over for you hoes

(via iwillsurvivethisdarkness)

I’ve gone through really rough patches in my depression and obsession with my weight.

I’ve cut off everyone and lived in my room for months on end and have gone as far as covering every mirror in my house. With the intention of not thinking about it or start the starving process again.

But this time is really starting to fuck with my mind I can’t sleep thinking about my weight and I can’t pass by a mirror without looking in it and seeing how huge and disgusting I’ve gotten .

Im really starting to get scared, I don’t want to get bad again I don’t want to go everyday with the little voice in my head telling me I’ve gotten so fat and nothing fits and that I look disgusting every hour of everyday. I don’t think I can handle that it’s fucking exhausting Because it’s already started


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