I hate everything about myself. I hate my height, my weight, my voice, the way that I think and act, what I think, everysinglething I have ever done. I hate the way I treat people. I hate the way I treat myself. I hate who I was, and who I am. But most of all, I hate that it’s all my fault. I’m my fault.
During acting class we were reviewing for our exit exams, and my teacher asked us what a vomitorium is. No one knew and the kid next to me say “Vomitorium? Sounds like a bulimic girl’s paradise!”
I never felt so uncomfortable in my life.
i was confident for like 2 minutes one time
Anonymous asked: Take a moment to breathe, hon. Go make yourself some tea and try watching "Instructions for a Bad Day" by Shane Koyczan. Listen to one of your favorite uplifting songs (no sad allowed), even if you don't think you're in the mood. My favorite for this kind of occasion is Put Your Records On. I love you <3
Aw this felt so sincere :’) come be my friend. I love you too, whoever you are, I really do :)
Primroses around early Victorian Graves, St Peters Churchyard, Market Bosworth, Leicestershire, England
HOW DID I DO THIS TODAY WHY WHY
Selfies in the library bathroom
#iliveatthelibrary #sadface #chubby #meh #skdjhakhseahahsWkjhsewjhs
Anonymous asked: Sorry :/ no need to laugh at me
Sorry im not laughing at you, im laughing at my weight
I’ve been in a bad mood since like 2007
Anonymous asked: First I want to say that I think your great for trying to recover, I am too and I know how seriously mega shit it is... But I was just wondering how much you weigh now and what your lowest weight was?
Haruki Murakami (via labellepagaille)
In running, there are two types of pain:
- The pain of running to your limits
- The pain of not being able to run
I am so determined to try and get back on track tomorrow.