Kill Joys, Make Some Noise!

Hello. I am 13 and from the North-East of England. Check my about me if you want to know anything. If it's not there feel free to ask me. I will always answer. -Trigger Warning- I am not pro self harm, anorexia or bulima. This blog is simply to express how I feel.
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Lying in bed, ill as fuck. Fucking hell….

I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I can’t do this.

There are two voices in my head.

  • Me: Starve, you stupid bitch.
  • Me: Eat more vegetables, beautiful. You need to nourish your body.
  • Me: I SAID FUCKING STARVE YOU FAT DISGUSTING PIECE OF SHIT!
  • Me: Your body is so lovely, you've got all four limbs and they're functional; only a dream for some.
  • Me: You are repulsive. You don't need to eat that.
  • Me: Have a glass of water, you seem a bit dehydrated love.
  • Me: ANYTHING YOU PUT IN YOUR MOUTH WILL MAKE YOU BLOATED FOR A MONTH!
  • Me: You deserve a treat now, some chocolate maybe? Your favourite. Moderation is key after all.
  • Me: Eating is for the weak.
  • Me: Of course that's not too much peanut butter!
  • Me: You'll never be perfect with thighs that big. I swear, you look like an elephant.
  • Me: Exercise will only do good, you know. You'll feel better afterwards, promise.
  • Me: Just die. You're pathetic. Fat shit.
justrandomshannonpaige: It may sound stupid and I’m not attention seeking but every time I go to eat something a voice inside my head shouts at me “don’t fucking eat” “you are a fat bitch”

justrandomshannonpaige:

It may sound stupid and I’m not attention seeking but every time I go to eat something a voice inside my head shouts at me “don’t fucking eat” “you are a fat bitch”