I don’t want to be skinny so guys will like me. I want to be skinny so I will like me.

I like to think I’m a book. Everyone thinks they know me. Everyone thinks they know the real meaning behind every little detail about me, but in the end everyone just knows the pages. No one understands why I do the things I do and dare i say i’m most hated for the things I do. But I don’t do them for you. I do them for me. Anything that will keep me here for you, just so you don’t have to clean up the blood. I don’t mean to come across as annoying, needy, clingy, rude or underserving… I just need to be apart of something.