27986) My secret is no one understands how much I absolutely hate myself. I hate my skin, my eyes, my hair, my nose, my teeth, my stomach, my legs, my arms. I cannot even say one thing I like. I tell my mom this, and she thinks i’m crazy. I tell my friends this and they don’t understand. I feel like i’m going insane and I will never get better. The only time I feel better is when I step on the scale, and it goes down a few numbers. That is the only time I know I haven’t completely failed. I do know that I can do better though.
(Source: confessionsabouteatingdisorders, via flatbellywanted)

coffeeandair:
these collar bones are to die for.
(Source: weheartit.com, via wishingfifty)
I have a serious food addiction. I keep thinking about it all the time. I need help.