The truth is I love food.
I love to cook and bake.
I love to double-cream and cake.
But never more than half a plate.
Always say "I already ate".
Actually it's because I'm starving my self.
Sometimes my I can't control my self. Stuff my self with chocolate.
So I make it come back up, again.
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I'm a 14-year-old Danish girl. Popular, smart, pretty, funny and smiling. But it's all about keeping a facade................. I'm anorexic, bulimic and own a very low selfesteem. I need some space. I need to express how I feel. I don't care if you like my poems and thoughts. I will post as many as I like. -'Cause life's a bitch and you're one too. Kik: georgie_fab
So..I couldn't sleep last night so me and cookie have been early sunday morning walking.
Will I have this heart when I take my last breath. Or Maybe another's will be sat in this chest... As lips line blue and I gasp for air I sense the latter's my only prayer....
Im not dead. Sorry about the lack of writes, been sick for last 5 days. Now exude me I just drank a slushie and need to go vomit (again).
I get compliments a lot but they never phase me. I just don't pretty sometimes but why do woman need to feel like they have to look better than everyone. We cover out faces in dirt And for what.
Who never cried to a song, never learned to love. (MB).
Dear Opussers, happy World Book Day. May the words flow from your mind to your screens. :).
Friendship is a collection of hearts ready to give and understand, it never fades and it never ends. It's always remind us of how life is completely imperfect without a friend.
Making peace, I have found, is much harder than making war..
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