its been almost 49 hours since i last slept. im scared to sleep, like ill miss something. im scared to dream and im scared to have nightmares, id rather be awake.

coffee and medicine that definitely wasnt prescribed to fuel a sleep deprived teenager and cause her mother fear. the two things keeping me up.

im not anorexic. im happy with my body. but i cant eat. the thought of food repulses me.

depression; right when you think it gets better, it gets that much worse.

im living in a slow motion car wreck

tired, starving, and sad.