I honestly can’t take it anymore.
I just keep laughing and smiling infront of people so they think i’m happy and shit, then I get home then scream into my pillow and cry and hope to die. I would rather stay in this hell then god’s hell, so I didn’t commit suicide, I just hope to die.
Everyone is lying to me, hurting me and shit like honestly.
SO, about my weight. I started dieting since like.. I don’t know last November I guess. I was 56 kilos now i’m 48 and that’s amazing, i’m getting closer to my goal, yaay. People kept telling me you won’t get skinnier and shit but I didn’t listen to them and did what I want, I purge in school.
Okay. now can someone come here and kill me?
(Source: the-faultin-our-scars, via fuckingheartlesscunt)