Hungry Hungry Hippo

My skin and my hair and pillows and my bed all smell like you and its making me so anxious

67632) I’ve lost every objective presentation of skinny in my mind. I don’t know where I’m looking at standing in front of the mirror. Am I fat? Am I thin? I can’t tell anymore.

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(Source: confessionsabouteatingdisorders)

wowowow sometimes I forget that I’m an ugly piece of shit that is incapable of doing anything right and then I get a fun lil reminder that I’m pretty much only good for disappointing everyone around me