Never Forgetting How I Once Said I Wanted To Take My Organs Out To Stop Feeling Psychological Pain And

Circle the drain

uwu

tryna find new ed friends/followers- repost if…

you are 14+

you have an ed of any kind

you vape/smoke

you need to get back on track

you enjoy music (perhaps specifically rap, alternative punk, glam rock, etc)

you need a little help staying on track

you need a motivating friend

your cw is less than 160

willing to text outside of tumblr*

even better, if you are atleast three of these, pleeeeeease message me. i’d love to find new people and im typically really good at responding fast and helping others, especially if it’s out of tumblr*.

me when someone says they have only eaten 500 calories:

Me when I eat only 300-400 calories and that person get angry about that:

— June Gehringer, ‘I get so jealous of euthanized dogs’ (via lunamonchtuna)

me: *tell my mum i am full*

My ed:

My mum: *leaves the room*

Me: ooo emPANADAS *eats 3*

My brain: thank you

My ed:

Based on a true story

(4:36pm)

I miss my girlfriend so much

That damn app Finch is the only way i get out of bed. I want my baby to have a pretty outfit.

Me: *Binges literally all day*

My ed:

I want to be covered in bruises and scars

I want to look like the most damaged person you’ve ever fucking seen

oh babe.. u really thought u ate huh? that lil comment of yours reads like someone who's one skipped dose away from a public meltdown. "girl u can't even stand without feeling dizzy" coming from the human embodiment of a pill dispenser? ur brain's not wired, it's waterlogged.

'super lesbian' is such a serve in ur head i’m sure.. meanwhile the community's watching u like ur a walking cautionary tale. u don't look empowered. u look like a walking twitter thread on why queer ppl get side-eyed.

'in recovery'.. how inspiring. look at u.. doing the absolute bare minimum not to implode. slow clap. maybe if u stopped broadcasting ur fragility like it's a brand u'd get a sliver of respect. but nah, u cling to the wreckage like it’s all u have.

go ahead, post another paragraph pretending ur some domme deity while shaking in ur boots every time someone looks at u wrong. ur not intimidating. ur a wet paper bag of trauma and attention issues, held together by expired coping mechanisms.

be honest. u want someone to call u brave for surviving ur own mess. it's boring. ur boring. try again. 🥱

At least i do eat baby, unlike you, the ED didn't mess up with my brain chemistry to be so chronically online and think you can hurt somebody just by a hate anon.

Ahora decilo a la cara, perra llena de envidia, no te vayas a atraganta conmigo en tu boca, se ve que no te cabe la porción;)