Lie to me. Tell me everything's gonna be okay.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with me...right?

I need somebody to save me from myself.

I'm slowly fading away

Nothing is worse than knowing nobody loves you.

Please forgive me.

Ana, Ana. Why won't you leave me alone? Anorexia Nervosa, why are you doing this to me?

Nobody wants me here, so why should I stay?

This is such a lonely life.

94 pounds today, and I still feel so fat. What's wrong with me?