Hi my name is Sariah. I am 16 and I am actually kind of happy again. I hope this feeling stays.
Don’t eat. Don’t eat. Don’t eat. Don’t eat. Don’t eat. I keep saying it, but my stomach is saying otherwise. Don’t eat. Don’t eat. Don’t eat. Don’t eat. Don’t eat.
Caring.
I feel like nobody fucking cares about me anymore.
I feel like nobody wants to be around me.
I feel like everyone stopped caring what I had to say a long time ago.
Fuck.
I just want someone to care for me.
I feel so fucking lost and broken in my sad and pathetic life.
I just need someone there for me and it seems like nobody is.
I wish I didn’t feel the way I do.
I wish that I could be happy.
I wish that I didn’t think about suicide.
I wish that I didn’t think I was fat.
I wish I didn’t cut myself.
But it is too late now and I am spiraling out of control.
Fuck you Preston. All you liked about me were my tits. Fuck you for making me question everything about myself. I cry all the time because of you. I’m an insecure mess, but I love you with all my heart and would take you back if you wanted me still.
I just want to be perfect. I may do things I will regret in the future, but it is all so I can be perfect.
I want to be society’s idea of beautiful.
Thin.
Blonde.
Acne Free.
Perfect.
