Once the idea of purging gets into my head, I can't get it out.
Like a disease.
On a side note, the finger I cut is one of the ones I use to purge. It sucks.
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The Mental Me
me, i guess
i am a girl
no, i am a woman
who still feels like a girl
and holds on to things for way too long
when i was little, adults seemed to know everything
they had their lives together
they knew their purpose
do we ever stop feeling like children?
do we ever find our purpose?
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- Healthier.
- I've been away.
- I've been bad.
- I don't know why I bore you guys with stories abou...
- Last night.
- I'm trying to decide...
- I'm so drunk right now.
- Myself and Relationships: Part I
- Bordering on a healthy lifestyle.
- Pobservations.
- Infectious.
- I'm so scared. I'm so scared.
- I sliced my finger open today.
- I figured out what's wrong.
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