Mind in One Place, Heart in Another.

Why is it that we are stronger when we are in pain?
You crave and you crave and you crave.
As time goes on you grow stronger.
You become independent, confident, almost…happy.

Then the unforeseeable occurs
you get what you were craving

Except instead of rainbows and butterflies, your chest inflates with anxiety
with every.sigle.breath

It’s not paradise, it’s hell.
and you can’t leave, you’re trapped.

This is your fairy tale though, everything you ever wanted.
but not this way

there’s nothing natural or romantic about this 
this is a mess.

Who’s hurting you?

buried-beneaththestars:

His fingertips slid down her pertruding spine as he watched the goosebumps in her skin multiply. He bit his tongue at the sight of her bones screaming through her skin.
“Help.”

But she couldn’t be helped, she knew he adored her, but she loathed herself more than anyone could possibly love her.

She adored her new disease.
“How long can I go without eating?”
“How many calories did I burn?”
Thoughts of dropping the waste between her bones and skin excited her.

She daydreamed of her skeleton, wearing nothing but skin. So fragile a slight breeze may break her but she couldn’t see it.

She saw fat.
Fat.
Fat.
Fat.

No matter what the doctors said. No matter how many times her mother sat her at the family dinner table and begged

(via buried-beneaththestars)

I knew I was making the wrong the decision but I did it anyway.

After 10 months you came back.

I thought your presence would fill the voids and demarcations that your abandonment left.

But instead it just created more voids.

And I am alone and lost once again.