"An eating disorder, do you even know what that is?"

"You don't have depression, you get yourself together and go out."

I still want to die somehow.

But life, don't you ever, ever, ever do this to me again.

Don't make them seem like her to me.

Please.

Please don't. 

I wouldn't be able to take it if they end up in the same situation with me.

Please life. Don't do that again.

This was enough.

No more.