My binging is kind of out of control. I have so much food inside me, but I am so very weak, I can hardly string a sentence together, everything is such a hassle and takes so much energy to do that I simply do not have.
I weigh more now than I ever have before, but even that isn't enough to stop me.
I've said it a lot before but I hate what I have come, but right now
I don't even really care.
oh my beautiful beautiful broken butterfly...i have no idea how to help you. I wish i was there right beside you. I am sorry i am not. Please be strong
ReplyDeletewhy did you thank me?
ReplyDeleteoh, my poor soul...everything will be better. I don't think i am the only one that cares about what happens to you. Open your eyes wide, look around and you will find others :):*
ReplyDeletePME
I love you.
ReplyDeleteI disappeared, for a while, I'm sorry. But I'm back now, hopefully properly, this time.
Please be strong, love. Surely things will be okay, soon; otherwise, what else is left?
No, I'm sure things will change. They have to.
For both of us.
Breathe, love. It's all you can do, sometimes.
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