I don’t know what’s happening to me, I thought I’d recovered from starving myself and visiting this blog daily and basically I thought I’d recovered. But now I’m on here again, reblogging pictures of skinny girls because my best friend triggered me. And of course it’s not her fault, I know it’s not, I get triggered far too easily as it is. But now I’m probably going to post old photos of myself or something.
The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.
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| — | Charles Bukowski (via antiquedvintage) |
