have this fun quirky habit now where everything i snack on gets spat out. pretty neat eating a cup cake as long as im by the sink and nobodys around to get disgusted by it. lol

I am pathetic. I fucking cut myself again. I know I am fucked because I really did try not to. I didn’t want to. I didn’t even have a good reason. But 6 hours later in that same room I finally caved. I heard voices like promising me that shadow on the stairs would leave if I just cut. And it hovered over me helping me slice my arm and hip just enough. And it laughed and was pleased and they told Me it didn’t hurt and they are right it doesn’t. I don’t even feel it. And then the voices and the shadows have left. So I cried and am going to bed. And its almost midnight. And new ideas a- don’t eat b- no meat or dairy products asides from natural yogurt c- 300in 450 out.