I don't know what to say. I haven't posted on this blog in forever, and I'm scared that if I think about it too much I'll never start again. That boyfriend and I are long over. I'm at a new school. I moved into a new house. It's winter again. I hate everything. I mean, I really do. It hurts so much. I hate my body. Every move it makes. I cringe in my own skin. Every scale I step onto seems to be lying to me, because how the fuck can that number be right if I can knock on my hip bones like doors?
I cannot be 115 pounds. It's my period. It has to be. I've been good.
And if I can't get thin like this . . . What is there left? If this doesn't work, then what's the point? There's no other way then this.

*end emo moment*