Because the mirror hurts more than starving.

Today was the worst day of my life...
and so was yesterday...
and the day before...
and so on...

I'd prefer to be remembered as a smiling face, Not this f**king wreck that's taken its place

I just want things to go back
To the way they were before
I wanna be happy again
I don't want to hurt anymore

xxFrom my poem "Confessions"xx

She no longer bleeds, at least not when you're around...

I'm afraid of me, my own thoughts.
So i sit here, paralyzed with fear, unable to move.
All alone, trapped in my on head.
wishing to be anyone else but me.

Its so funny how sometimes your so hurt and tired of everything that there is no more room left for sadness in you heart....so you carry on the days with a smile on your face but inside you have a broken heart.

Why do i let people in? When i already know in the end they are gonna leave me....just like everyone else. </3

The bold crimson blood flowing from the cut
is the only reminder she is still alive

When I say that I don't care
It's when I care the most.