I feel disgusting

I may be sick rn, but I’m still gonna do my 10k steps bro like, I want bmi 15 SO BAD.

Ik thigh gaps don’t define who u are or something, but like, I would only feel skinny if there’s a visible thigh gap between my legs. Like, not a tiny thigh gap, a noticeable thigh gap is what I want !!

This october, I will try my best to not give a fuck. SO, I will, try my best to turn down every food offer to me.

How to reach gw in one day no borax no glue

Bring me back to my peak where I only ate 500-600cals worth of food

Bro I’m so fucking cooked, I keep overeating holy shit. I’m scared that I might go back to my old weight

there's no fucking way I'm 44kg bro. Just nof ucking way, I'm gonna weight myself again next week wtf

LIFE IS WORTH LIVING OUHH TYSM SLEEPING WITH SIRENS THANK YOUT HANK TOU THANK YOU, I'm so fuckign geeked wdyn they released ut SHKZDISB

Oh to fall asleep and never wake up

I want to peel off my skin

Ouh shi, who else feels like ripping their skin off

Ouhh i haye scratches, it stings sm

I love my new hair ouhhh, I love it. I will now forever have short hair. Prolly will have another haircut in like, 3-4months, keep it short type shit

Shame on me

All my drawings are colorful and happy, why’s my life not the same

Once I die, I’ll really miss the games I played

Die, i want to die

Spaced out the whole day

Time passed by so fast I already forgot what I even did today

Im so cooked guhhh

Huh? Nevermind, sorry I got too emotional and acted rashly, I wont do anything risky

Lolololol fuck it idc If i get caught I want to die

I can’t have anyhthing omygawsjsioa

I want to play arknights but I don’t have enough storage, it’s fine.

Die

It’s better to be alone, atleast less people will mourn me once I’m gone, lesser the people, the lesser I feel guilty

It makes me feel so alone knowing that I don’t have anyone to call as an actual friend, I feel like I’m just, acquaintances with everyone

I dont get it, why would they say “lucky you”. I’m not lucky, I want to die, I wish I was normal. My behavior’s not deserving of being called lucky, we’re both mentally ill and do sick things. We’re both unlucky. I don’t like talking to them sometimes, they make remarks that hurts me so so much

I’m currently ignoring the fact that I’m stuck at bmi 17, sorry depression’s fucking me up and I can’t do anything