(Source: coeur-fragile, via wintergirl-bones)
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Scared. Helpless. Tired.
I would like to cry, but I still cannot. Where the fuck are my tears ?
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(Source: ravenous-hunger, via good-to-lose)
I don’t even know why I still hope that my mom will help me to fight my eating disorder.
She phoned me few days ago and I was really desperate because I had binged. I felt disgusting, repulsive, guilty… As usual.
I told her, and she answered : “But that’s good, at least you’re not losing weight.”
For Christ’s sake… She’ll never understand that eating nothing or eating too much is the same fucking problem.
