i feel a mental breakdown coming on
off to see the crazy doctor, probably new meds/ more meds ect, and now i get to see one once a week insted of every other month, aint life grand…
i need more drugs or im going to fuckin off myself
i think i’ll go back to not eating.
It happened again. I’m going to go jump off a bridge, goodbye. fuck this to pieces.
just went bathing suit shopping.. fuck i need to lose weight or something.. that was terrible
one day ill be happy with myself, one day ill be who i want to be, one day i wont be a disappointment
ok if youre going to lie and say ur going to bed at least me smart enough to turn chat off when you go back on fb
im in one of those moods again and i just want it to go away
i’m constantly torn between anger and tears