I hate myself because I love so much out of vain.
I love the feeling of ice cold water running down my throat to my empty stomach.
I love the sight of my exposed collar bones.
I love the feeling of my painful headaches that tell me that I need to eat.
I love the feeling of waking up and being hungry.
I hate the feeling of eating.
I hate the feeling of vomiting.
I hate the feeling of guilt.
I hate being alive.
I hate homework.
I hate stress.
I hate everything.
But I love everyone, and the only way to avoid hurting them for eternity is to simply disappear.
So that's what I'll do
