"How is it? Being at home again?"
Oh you know, maybe you ahould ask someone who actually went home and did not return to a place controlled by a person who erases every sign of your existance from the common rooms. Who constantly speaks about compromises and then screams at you for doing a single fucking thing wrong. or even late. Where I have to be made fun of with every thing I do different, every thing I lose. You and this house represent the exact thing i hate but it's chill I guess bc I can at least feel angry enough again to go back to my ED. So thanks ig :)
You are sooooo inclusive of people gOD Yes. Mhhh love it.
You fucking hypocrite.
man i wish I could p rn instead of putting clothes in cupboards that represent the past and enprison my new clothes my new me back into the tightly knit ball of uncertainty I grew up in. The one where any definitive statement about yourself was selfish, self love nothing but indulgence that your hatred ridden body could not handle around . Instead you suffocate it with snarky comments, insults, backhanded compliments and your fucking ignorance. Go fuck yourself.
