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one big fat red flashing siren yelling "i cut!!!" |
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| Written by Diana, on 20-04-2003 17:30 |
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It's been another one of those days. I've spent the entire day online, working on sites, on webrings, and on other things. Every time I go outside my room I feel like I'm in the way, or like I'm one big fat red flashing siren yelling "I cut!!!" and my life is on hold because of it. I'm weak, but every bone in my body's saying not to eat. I'm so going downhill. I need to break down and eat something sooner or later, why not sooner? Because when I get out of the chair and walk towards the mirror, all I see is fat, everywhere fat. Yet my clothes couldn't be baggier and stay on me. I was looking at the cuts on my arm last night, smiling and thinking "god I missed you guys!" It's been so long. I mean what's the big deal huh? They're already healing and it's only been like a day and a half. And that was on 5 Ativan. I'm really very cowardly.
Last update: 20-04-2003 17:30
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