dead-sweet-art:

‘Brave New World VI[B]’
By Mia-Jane Harris

trigger warning: eating disorders

4.30 am

is a great time to wake up.

Not.

I’m sad. And tired. I’ve had a good few days - so much better than I have been - but I think I’m crashing now.  I can’t keep up.  Thought that it would be ok, what with settling back into work and being able to get exercise in and starting to read books again and all that stuff that’s technically good but I’m still falling apart.  I was just pushing it away.  Still end up curled up in bed crying.  But hey, I had a good few days, right?  I was sociable and friendly and outgoing yesterday, and I wore a new dress and I thought it looked ok on me.  Work went well today, and I met the managers and they don’t seem to hate me.  That should count for something, but I don’t know that it does.

(via schray)

Who decided I should have custody of a body?

That was a mistake.

(via stayroyal)

I just contacted my tutor to say sorry, sorry, I haven’t done the work I’m supposed to email you today.

I don’t know how this will end.

(Source: manhattanvalleys, via outatnight)

Far, far away

I’m drifting, off balance.