The demons are chasing me again,no..they are hunting me down and it feels as though my throught is closing in and my eyes are shutting slolwy.
I dont want to disappoint my mother..or sophie,but here i go again,back into the pit i was barely out off.I'm counting the butterflies on my skin and wishing i could kil them,even though he tells me they are barely there anymore,i see them and i see his too.
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Journey Back From Anorexia
Teen FictionFight anorexia, claw at it, and spit in its face. Be on your journey back from this devilish disorder. There are problems. Such as the emotional problems that started it all. So I implore you ,write letters, write a journal and maybe you will be set...
