I wish just ONCE you would look at me like you look at her, like i look at you. You’re the favourite part of my day. I fucking hate you for being so shallow, yet so addictive.
I wish just ONCE you would look at me like you look at her, like i look at you. You’re the favourite part of my day. I fucking hate you for being so shallow, yet so addictive.
I feel so at peace some days.
So, completely, utterly at peace.
Then other days my mind feels like a tornados ripped through it.
I wish I wasn’t bipolar,
And I could be calm and happy and at peace forever.
I’m failing 3 of my classes and instead of being worried about that, my biggest concern is I can’t purge what I just ate….
God, I wish you were gay too.
I tried to make the night last as long as I could because I knew after that night, nothing would ever happen between us again.
I wish more people submitted stories.
About their love life.
How there’s that one person who gives them butterflies.
Or their family.
How they have the worst or the best family.
Or about anything.
Because I know there will be people reading it,
And caring.
You’re not alone.
Remember that. <3
i have no friends. i wish someone would talk to me.
To the girl who said her mom supports her eating disorder:
Me and my mom look at Elevate ( a plastic surgery magazine) together. We argue over what we should get done next. Its so fucked up how this is the closest I’ve ever felt to her.
I wish I could tell you how much I missed you.
But. I want you to be the weaker one.
I’m sorry.
My mother supports my eating disorder and has one herself. Its sickening how we discuss how many calories we’ve had. And how we “binge” on apples. I want to get better now. Not for myself but for my future children. I can’t believe things are this bad.
