My best friend's dad died

My best friend's dad died this weekend. He was my other daddy. I'm spiraling down into darkness. I don't know what to do

Dear L & K, I

Dear L & K, I cut today. I'm currently not sorry about it to myself I will be, but I am to you. Just thought you should kno

Well... the verdict is in

I can't do it. I can't make myself puke. I cannot physically make my body do it. At least not with fingers. I know that's a good thing. At least I can't say I didn't try. I can only say I couldn't succeed. So for anyone of you who care enough to follow this blog, you don't have to worry about me becoming bulimic.

welll...

I tried making myself puke tonight. I couldn't bring myself to do it though. At least I know that I can make myself gag. I will do it though. I know I will. I decided that I would learn this break, and I will do it.

I feel like I just...

I feel like I just... cried myself to sleep last night. Because every fiber of my being wants to be bulimic. But I don't

I feel like I just...

I feel like I just... cried myself to sleep last night.

You know you're a fucked

You know you're a fucked up person when you want to learn how to purge in order to become bulimic.