i feel as if I have come to the point where it is now acceptable and important that I come completely clean about my life. it’s time to stop dwelling on life, and start living it. today is my real first day of recovery. yes, I was hospitalized in february for attempting suicide. and yes, I was then put into an inpatient treatment program for my eating disorder. i’ll be honest....
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incestuous-lesbianponies: laurarw: I THOUGHT THIS WAS KIDDING SOGMLASG
IDK man I just fucking love fruit.
to my parents: I'm sorry I'm such a disappointment. I'm sorry I can't make good enough grades. I'm sorry I can't live up to your expectations.
to my friends: I'm sorry I can't keep a long term friendship with any of you. I'm sorry we lose connection after a while. I'm sorry I never stayed.
to the people at my school: I'm so sorry I'm weird. I'm sorry I don't fit in. I'm sorry I don't look pretty like all you.
to myself: I'm sorry I was ever born, I'm sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry if I put you down. I'm sorry I made you miserable.