I've been having loads of emotional break downs lately. all about my weight . TO EVERYONE OUT THERE, I DO KNOW I'M SKINNY, OR YOU THINK I'VE NEVER SEEN MYSELF IN THE FUCKING MIRROR. every single new person i meet "compliments" me on how fucking skinny i am. YANA, OMG YOU'RE SO SKINNY! (oh really!! i didn't notice:/) YOU SHOULD EAT MORE!(seriously?that's what you do to gain weight???wow!usually i don't do that stuff, i don't eat, at all :/)ARE YOU ANOREXIC??(yes, i am because of your fucking questions) ARE YOU HAVING AN EATING DISORDER??(yeah, a very huge eating disorder, i consume as much calories a day as you do in a week, that's a disorder :/)
PEOPLE, PLEASE STOP RUBBING IT INTO MY FACE. you think i'm happy about it? i've never cared till i've met you all and started hearing this shit nearly every day. now i cry myself to sleep frequently. i'm anorexic and soon will be depressed if you all don't stop. trust me i eat A LOT A L-O-T i just can't help it!it doesn't depend on me!
and shakeel, you can go to hell and fucking burn there. no kidding. was very "nice" of you telling me that i'll die in two year because i'm underweight. thanks.
and mom, thank you for being nice and everything, saying that i'm perfectly fine but i'd rather have you watching my diet. but thank you anyway.
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