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August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 September 2010
If dance could free her, she would have been free long ago. But it's not enough. Because she can't feel weightless yet.
I HATE YOU BITCH. I HATE YOU. YOU'RE SO FUCKING FAT.I HATE YOU.the worst part is,you're me.
i just want to be happy.i just want to stop feeling lonely.i just want to be contented.but.it's not possible.it's very hard not to cry.it's very hard to control my urge to reach out and eat and eat and eat and eat until i'm going to explode everytime i feel sad.and then.run and lock myself up in the toilet just to get rid of everything i just ate.it's hard to look in the mirror after i'm done,stare right into my own bloodshot eyes.see that wretched haunted look in my own eyes.It's hard.It's me.
Dear life.I have decided to attack you again.From today onwards, I will start.Because they told me,The beginning is always the hardest,Stay strong.So Stay strong.And hold on,Happiness is somewhere near.
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