I’m tearing myself from the outside in, because I’m dying on the inside that’s now out.
(via painkeepsmesane)
So far so good I have sent 9 messages keep them coming loves <3
do you want a message? :
hey you! ya you! I fucking love you.
send random url’s and I will send them all an unanon message of how much they are cared for and loved. maybe just something to make them smile, leave it in my messages anon or not and I will be sure they get one!!!!!!!!!!
EVERYONE GETS A MESSAGE
Anonymous asked: how do I lose weight?
1-800-jenny-20, or call 1-800-exercise that or you can gtfo off my blog if you’re asking how to “get” an eating disorder because then I’d have to call you an arrogant fuck :) -xoxo
Anonymous asked: What were you like, before your diagnosis of anything?
a baby, then a toddler, then I was a child and at age 8 my sister died because of me.
Anonymous asked: what it like having two personality
I don’t know, go ask Isabella.
Anonymous asked: what exercises do you do on your free time
I run for “dear” life. works best in heavy snow and uphill on beaches the sand makes it harder, also I do crunches, cause ya I’m fat and lazy so doing a full sit up is too much for me ha..
why are you not replying? :
sorry I have been using my ipod and have forgotten I can receive messages on tumblr.. I will answer a few, if its from a personal account I answer private if its anon it’s answered publicly
work/slavery
One thing I like about my work is all running around I have to do and going up and down ladders I calculated that in an 8 hour shift at work I burn an approximation of 200-300 calories an hour, impossible you may think but trust me there is heavy lifting in the equation.
another to like is you can pick ANY music you want to listen to
what I don’t like is people.. and I have customer service in my line of work..
another thing is my co-workers are so clicke and close so im the alien,
oh well awkward black widow (spider) for life.
birthday/ aka should have been aborted 6months ago day
OR aka mistake was born day
hey so here it goes my mom and dad had a one night stand and bam here I am magically still alive 19 years later…
big woop.
going to go purge now the little cupcake i so kindly binged on for the sake of my grandparents…
xoxo
goaskisabella: two poems in one
People aren’t
bad
There is simply
Monsters
Inside them
in
their mind and in
my
head as well in the
mirror
I have become
that
from which I cannot
retrun
from not even
in
the help of others or not even
my
very own secret
world
that once was safe and was made
of
a simple and almost sweet reality
but now I am stuck in hideous
nightmares
