perhaps you don't want to know me. infact i know you don't. i will break your heart, not eat for days on end, ramble on about my life, drink copious amounts of tea and coffee, not fall asleep until the time i need to be awake and perhaps purge in the toilet you use everyday. i lie all the time. i do stupid things. i will push you away. i want to write. be the starving artist. act in films no one will see and write songs only i will hear. i want to help people like me and not like me.
i am just a silly little girl but the thing is,
i would really like you to be my friend.
this is me in words. these are the reasons i think that i am ill.
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