CountTheBones
I am sixteen. EDNOS. Bulimic tendencies.
I will not tell you my name. I will not show you my face.

An eating disorder is not glamour. An eating disorder is not a weight loss mechanism. An eating disorder is a flood of things that never leave you. It is hell. It is something I need to escape, or I will die. It is something I am not ready to leave.


archive, message, theme.

no. 

s0tc:

there’s only so much socializing i can handle before i get exhausted and just start getting annoyed of everyone and want to go home and sleep or lock myself up in my room and play video games or go on the computer

(via dancingdigits)

May 13th