"I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip."


"... constant trips to the mirror, the anxious fingers reading the body like Braille, as if an
arrangement of bones might give words and sense to my life."


"19323) We're just artists. But also our own piece of art. Trying to make our work of art perfect. But the thing is, perfection is not reachable. Which means we'll never stop." - confessionsabouteatingdisorders.tumblr.com
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I keep seeing shit that reminds me of when I used to have my eating disorders. This isn't helping, at all.
NL told me earlier that I'm a skinny minny. Most days, I honestly don't feel like that. Regardless of how skinny I actually am, I feel huge. I need to work on this before I get completely into that bad mindset.