You eat your goddamn Cheerios and bicker with the bitch in your head who keeps telling you you’re fat and weak: Shut up, you say, I’m busy, leave me alone. When she leaves you alone, there’s a silence and a solitude that will take some getting used to. You will miss her sometimes.
Bear in mind she’s trying to kill you. Bear in mind you have a life to live.
Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia (via bambieyedgirls) 11,382 notes
My parents warned me about the drugs in the streets but never the ones with hazel eyes and a heartbeat. (via siameasy) 160,602 notes
Having to listen to someone tell me about how they cured their depression by “just deciding to be positive!”



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