so i decided to do this whole xanga thing again.
i'm not sure why, just think it's a good idea.

Everyday goes by and things get a little tougher. The same boy I've been head over heals for is still in my head. I text him last night, and confessed that I still love him. He told me not to mess with his head. He wants me back, he's told me before; but I can't find it in me to break down and take him back thoguh i want to more than anything. I just want something more. something different. I want change.

On a lighter note, I haten't eaten since yesterday at 7. but I threw it all up. my stomach is growling, but everyone makes it seem so simple. I'll stick to it for now.








I'm exhausted. and I think I'm gonna go running.





EDIT//
i ate a corndog instead of running. but now i'm really gonna go.
i suck.

I have never felt so insecure about myself.
I really understand why people have eating disorders.
I feel like a whale. and I'm not okay with it.









I only eat ice, and drink lemonade.
I'm going to hell for this.