"Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable."

Take a broken girl, treat her like a famous princess, give her the best seats in the house. Tell her something true when all she's known are lies. Tell her about forgiveness, the possibility of freedom, tell her she was made to dance in white dresses. All these things are true.

Friday, December 11, 2009

This blog's title is not song lyrics for I am in school and am unable to listen to music.

December 7th...It takes me almost a week to realize that I'm not eating like I should. This is my routine: I don't eat breakfast. I eat lunch, I go into the bathroom and puke it up for twenty minutes. I don't eat dinner. I don't know what's wrong with me. I mean, I want to eat, but I can't. It seems that whenever I look at food my heart starts racing and I feel like I'm about to pass out. I can't fucking eat. My body, or my subconcious mind won't let me, either way, I just can't eat. I think there's something wrong with me, but I'm not sure. >.< I just feel so horrible. I don't know what to fucking do. I can't tell any of my friends close to me because I know that they will all freak out on me and leave. They already think I'm crazy, I can't let them think that I'm even crazier than they think I am. *sighs*
I have to go to the Culinary Arts party and watch them eat...I might add to this later, I don't know.

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