This is a story of a girl.

When I look in the mirror - well I try not too. It hurts too much. I am not mean’t to be disgusting. I was mean’t to be beautiful, so why am I not? There is too  much fat, it has got to go. Every last drop. Don’t try and convince me I like skin and bones. ‘cause when i’m skin and bones what can you say? I’m too skinny! HA. Society makes me laugh. But because i’m extremely weak, I always fuck up. I eat breakfast, I eat lunch, I eat dinner. Cause I ate breakfast I might as well eat the rest of the day right? i’ll start tomorrow.  So tomorrow comes along and I still eat breakfast so I use that excuse to fuck up all week. But then the next week rolls by and I don’t eat hardly anything at all. A peice of cheese a day. No soda, that’s gross. So starting tomorrow I will not eat, I will try this again. I lost so much weight when I did not eat. I will be beautiful, and then you’ll wish that you were as skinny as i’m going to be. Oh, and don’t give me any of that bullshit crap soicety, cause’ your bullshit is BULLSHIT. You know you like skin and bones, and you’ll love me. I don’t care if I die, I want to take control of my life somehow, love BINKEY.

PS; alcohol, and drugs do not count.    :)

god megan, you are beautiful and you know this. there is nothing in this life that is not beautiful, you know this too. the universe created you how you should be and it hurts that you sometimes think like this. please realize that beauty is not how you look on the outside it is how you present yourself to the universe in the world around you. go out, make a difference. donate. volenteer, and then you’ll be beautiful. 

love, megan.

ps; short shorts look good on you ;]