its weird. I never thought I’d become one of ‘those people.’ the ones who wake up and look in the mirror and break down in tears. the ones who can’t even eat one square meal a day without feeling guilty. the ones who are so dependent on a boy. but here I am. weak, vulnerable, and completely incapable of being me. I never thought I’d hate anyone ever. especially not myself, but oh god how I wish I was dead.
