And no one wants to hang out with a fat, ugly, depressive bitch.
I always fuck up my friendships. Fuck it.
I always fuck up my friendships. Fuck it.
I fantasize about ideals and absolutes. Bodies that can't exist, governments that only work in theory. Purity. Extremes. That elusive end of the spectrum that only exists in your mind. Skin and bones in perfect, fairy-tale alignment. I'm obsessed with the idea that everything, everyone, exists on a spectrum. This blog details my journey to the better end.
i know how it is to try to live without ana. it feels so wrong. and as far as screwing up friendships go, you are so not the only one. i do everything to make it great and then i screw it up and try to fix it and make it worse.. but you always have ana. ana can't get mad and leave you. stay strong, you'll find someone who will put up with anything you throw at them. :)
ReplyDeleteMy BFF called my THERAPIST Monday. I'm so mad at her. She doesn't understand that I need Ana just to be able to function right now. Sunday I was a mess. Monday Ana found me again and I'm strong.
ReplyDeleteYou've got at least one friend right here that you're not going to lose. I'll join you in the empty-belly room, forget the happy party place.
ReplyDeleteFriends forgive :) give it time. I had a huge fall out with one the other day and it was sorted out in a few hours, just by talking openly with each other. An argument doesn't make you a bad person. Tomorrow's a new day. Good luck.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the comment too, btw. "Little bitch" was good to hear :) except he's really fucking fat now, so fuck him even more ^___^
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