I'm going to leave a warning before anyone reads this, it's going to be depressing, but I really had to get this out somehow, somewhere, and this was the only place I can turn to. It got worst after saw I certain picture and read a certain post on tumblr, so I'm sure after you read you will understand. So it's going to remind some people of certain ( Read more... )

Lately, I've been stressed. Then again, when have I not been stressed? Stressed because of things at home, stressed because of things online, stressed because of things outside. Everyday I listen to my mom complain about my job. She complains about me being at home and when I finally get a job she complains I give them extra hours. I don't mind ( Read more... )

So apparently I'm on this diet plan, to lose another 70 pounds. Why? Because my family is tired of going out with me and people telling them I'm so fat, so ugly. They're tired of people questioning them what I eat to get this fat, tired of people telling them I need to go on a diet. Because of how tired they are, they want me to go on a diet. I ( Read more... )

I cry easily. It's just who I am. I see things that remind me of him and I tear. Truthfully, it's gotten better these two months. I'm doing better, smiling more, tearing less when I think of him, seeing the things he bought me. My friends, people I call my family are helping me by pulling me through this. A hug a day whenever I see them, a pat ( Read more... )

Happy half a year! It's another month, been together for 6 months now. I missed you. I missed waking up on our anniversary dates to spams on my wall of pictures, videos, messages. Are you still celebrating them like I am? Whispering things to wolfie like I am to kitty hoping that it'll get to you? Are you hugging wolfie tight at night like I'm ( Read more... )

Lately, many people have been telling me to do different things. Eat more, stop throwing up, sleep, exercise, drink liquids, stop being sick. It's not that I don't want to do these things. It's more that I can't do these things. It's hard you know. Going through all this. I'm not a kid, I shouldn't blame anything, but I can't help it ( Read more... )

I'm now 20 years old. It's 2:19am when I'm writing this on my birthday. Everyone is wishing me a happy birthday on facebook, through texts, but for some reason I'm not happy at all. Instead I'm quietly crying on my bed. Last birthday, I spend it with myself. I didn't get a call from my family and my friends were too busy. This year though, I was ( Read more... )