December 2011
“One day I’m going to get up and leave this place. I’m going to do something...”
– (via creatingaquietmind, alleygator) (via allthismagic)
Why do I starve?
Because I want people to stare at me in horror for how thin I am, because I don’t want people to look at my face anymore, because I want to be invisible, because I can’t stand the feeling of flesh on my bones, because I want to feel as cold as my soul, because I am entranced by my bones, because I want to feel no more emotions, because I can’t imagine living any other way anymore, because I want...
No. I don't want a boyfriend who's gonna give me...
