Idk I just fucking hate coming back to Hull. I still get treated like I’m about 6, I have no fucking friends, all I do is go to college and work and study and I just want Jay
Fucking hate being at home, I’m just so tempted to get on the next train to Manchester and never come back
im on such a fucking downer i just dont want anyone to talk to me and i hate the thought of my birthday next week because there’s just going to be food food food food food and i dont want to fucking eat because i’ll binge and i want to be skinny and im fucking not
ive lost NO weight since eating healthily and drinking loads of water and having no snacks or chocolate so why the fuck am i not losing weight
"yeah you can always be honest with me"
"fucking hell sorry isnt good enough, thats it im going to sit pissed off with you for the next five days things are going to be tense between us"