person at school: *breathes*
me: can you not
i've been eating for you: it happens to boys too
writingsforwinter: i collected scraps from newspapers and books to pin onto your wall and show you- a kind of last chance in which i begged you to get better. skinny, they said. sunken eyes. hollow bones. one grapefruit, they said. counting calories. starving. the way your sweater hung off your shoulders made me want to kiss you, taste the edge of your eyelids to see if there was any...
padfootmagic: if you ever feel embarrassed over something little just remember this