I started writing again. Sheet music, lyrics, words. It's calming. I missed it to be honest. I made a friend today. She likes bands like me. She's also anorexic like me. Oh yeah, i found out I'm "suffering" from anorexia. I self starve. I don't mean to, its just that i don't want to eat. Even if my stomach is punching me, begging for food. I feel like sometime soon someone's going to try to "help me". Well I'm fine. I've been like this forever, I just suppress it. Well not anymore. I can't keep these things in. I can fake the smile for people, but not myself.
"Conversations with a knife mean more than I've ever had with you"
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