Just ate a box of cold chicken nuggets. 621 kcals and 48 grams of protein. I'm an unstable mf Binger, but atleast im hitting that protein goal.
For my next obsession, I think it would be better if it was mutual.
I wish I had someone who I could tell about about feelings. I just want to speak then to someone so they would suffocate me even a little less.
Just returned from an 5 hours walk. Every sounds makes me want to hurt myself. My parents just existing next room is torture. I wish to binge or blow my brains out, preferably both. Sadly I can't do either.
I wish they stopped talking, but I also feel so quilty that them just existing makes me so irritated and triggered. I wish I couldn't hear or feel anything at the moment.
Does anybody know any simple love spells?
Would be fascinating to know how giving up almost every day has affected my brain chemistry
My mind is so hazy that if I don't see a person for like a day I can almost forget that they exist. I wonder if I went away for a few weeks would I be able to forget my parent enough to forget how much I would hurt them, to defeat the quilt for just a minute and finally be able to kill myself.
I wish they just didn't love me, than I could have been buried for a long time by now.
I cant do this anymore, I just wish I could die. I will never be able to be happy in this body, I'll never be able to be something, never be able to be a normal functional person. My body is my biggest enemy, I'm my biggest enemy. And I wanna kill it, I wanna kill it so bad.
I wish I knew what he thought of me. What thought come into his head when he glides his gaze over me? I would even want to know if it's bad, it's better than living in the unknown, I could change if possible and I could use the sadness to cut myself.
If only I could read his mind, better yet control it.
It's Friday night and I'm crying over things that will never change. I can't can't fucking cut myself since my dad is in the room next to me.
I just wish is wasn't myself. I wish I had a different mind, a different body, a different existence. That I didn't exist at all