I want fuzzy sweaters to engulf me this fall
I want them to barely hang off of my boney shoulders and exposed collarbones
I want the sleeves to be baggy enough to fit two more of my arms without having to get larger sizes
Is that too much to ask?

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I want fuzzy sweaters to engulf me this fall
I want them to barely hang off of my boney shoulders and exposed collarbones
I want the sleeves to be baggy enough to fit two more of my arms without having to get larger sizes
Is that too much to ask?
Just lying in bed playing out various scenarios of ways I could kill myself.
You know, normal morning stuff.
I'm thinking about ending it again and i don't even care about the consequences, i just want out.
— my mind won't shut up
i dont talk anymore. i dont want to. i have nothing to say. i have nothing to contribute to a conversation. words escape me and i dont care that they do. i can go entire days without muttering a word. i just want to be left alone, now.
i am tired. i am exhausted. from my head to my soul to my bones i am so fucking tired.
Restricting gives me a superiority complex.
Do I feel shitty because I’m a) anxious b) sick c) malnourished, or d) all of the above
anorexics nutella
Anyone else enjoy the feeling of hunger? Like when your stomach feels like it’s crackling it’s so empty? And it kinda hurts but in a good way?
How dare you set this expectations?