If I could go back….I wouldn’t change any of it. Just that you would remember in the morning.
I hate having ED. It’s always triggered the worst when I’m going through tough times. The queen of my triggers is depression.
I sit there and go “I should eat.”
I sip some water and I’m fine for a few hours.
Rinse and repeat until I finally fall asleep.
Even when I fix something to eat it never tastes good.
A favorite snack becomes dust in my mouth. I take one or two bites and then I’m done.
My clothes are getting loose.
I’m not hungry.
I kind of want to stop.
I’d like to get off the train please.
Where’s the emergency cord?
That was the shortest lived happiness.
I shouldn’t be surprised.
But I am.
Who forgets something like that?
AND I HAVE DELICIOUS BRUISES.
I’m a happy gal
You are so precious and I want to bring you home! <3
I will love you like no other.
In a few hours it will the 8 years since you were murdered in cold blood. I think it happened around 1 or 2 am.
You were murdered on prom night.
It sounds like something that happens in a horror movie.
Not a tiny little town.
At the wake it was like you had just crashed after prom. Your hair and makeup was done exactly the same as it had been at the dance.
I remember the last words you said to me in class. I remember the last time I saw you. I remember where I was when I found out.
I had known you since middle school. You road my bus. We talked about boys. Growing up. Falling in love.
Every year I try to visit your grave to revisit those talks. To tell you how life is now.
I miss you.
I hate that your killer was never brought to justice.
I’m going to do my kitchen in Rainbows.
omg you guys I didn’t think my impromptu bikini shoot would be so well received.
You guys make me feel like I’m pretty or something :3
It’s the bikini right? You just love the peacock bikini and wished you haf one.
Knew it.
This is the first time I’ve worn a bikini since getting my tattoos.
I still struggle with accepting my body.