I don’t want my thighs to touch.
I want bracelets to be loose on my wrists.
I want my hipbones to stick out.
I want my stomach to be flat.
I don’t want my legs to jiggle.
I want to look cute in skirts and shorts and dressers.
I want to be able to wear a belt around my waist and look small.
I want to throw up
I want to make out with you
I want to slam my head into the pavement
If you’re suffering from depression and are looking for a sign to not go through with ending your life, this is it. This is the sign. We care.
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Trusting people is becoming hard
Keeping my grades up is becoming hard
Feeling pretty is becoming hard
Thinking happy thoughts is becoming hard
Doing work is becoming hard
Maintaining a friendship is becoming hard
Doing everything is becoming hard and I don’t like it