binge.
but the fault is mine alone.
binge.
and I can only feeling sorry for himself because maybe it's the only thing that matter.
I would vomit.
I vomit myself.
I feel sick to me.
of myself.
of what I do.
2settimane had gone more or less well nutritionists say xk
my dear depression is always there, lurking around the corner from school, home, streets, not just stay in bed
alone.
the perennial feeling of lack something I fear, I
pervades and I consumes . exhausts me.
tears.
still many unnecessary
and vomiting and my clothes closet.
and my body is the soul more and more vomiting.
stuffing myself with disappointment * before food. [Dony concedimela *: (]
moments .
as intense as ephemeral .
but then the usual.
governance more and I can not cry, and I broke my head .. and I I would disappear
destroy, hurt , experiment anything exceed the bounds of healthy or normal , I would push me in the .
I unify the irrepressible .
then I would go sailing, or drifting from the music so loud it seems to have no boundaries and of being one with her and movements.
I would cry with joy.
and be able to call someone to help me when I'm bad .. no longer isolated and hide, com'oggi.
today.
[I have guida.mia mother tells me I am to 17:15 nn .. I could go home and out of school so I felt sn die because I knew I was going My meet me happy waiting with open arms by then.
2gelati, pizza, 2panini, milk shake, and mc flurry
had not even physical hunger.
all'autoscuola arrival at 17.10
my mom was wrong, I had no guide. I call her and me 'you will have to take your responsibility'.
rabbia.sarei had to go to the gym from 2 to 7 and instead? Bar.x wait for a fucking lesson that I did not take. Nn
eat because I knew what to do.
anger, disgust.
but I can only blame myself, the void around me sn done.
schifo.faro I always suck.
weak and pesante.paradosso living.
loneliness.
and nails into carne.vertigini.tremolii. and could hardly walk in my room for the mess there.
people do not understand at most ki more or less know the general problem you say, 'follow a diet'.
the metriotes sarah takes the metriotes in life, the measure neither too much nor too poco''รจ greek my teacher gives me confidence.
you.
but I do not deserve trust.
and the thing that kills me even more is that I feel hopelessly lonely when I'm sick. Because I can not
feel bad enough.
I wish to end.
so.non do not know anything more.
sorry girls, both the absence is for the post.
there are more if you need *.* cmq <3
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