I’m constantly torn between wanting to recover and wanting to be self-destructive in any way possible.
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me in front of the mirror: you fat pig. disgusting pile of fat. look at yourself. starve bitch
the sane part of my brain:
i'm fucking crying
Trying not to burst into laughter during study
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