11:08pm

i want to cry. but i won't. i'll make 10 little cuts in my skin, on each of my fingertips. i'll practice piano&wipe up the blood&go running because i'm madmadmad that i'm not better.

free to murder myself if i so choose. comforting, morbid, whatever.

if toast were this cute, i might eat it. well i might try to eat it.

when i get my braces off, i'm going to live off apples again.

i hate pushups, too. but i do them anyway.

pretty true. i've been called "scrawny but violent."

so no one will get in, so it won't ever happen again.

funny when this happens to girls. when you get a best friend, don't let yourself go.

a buddy sent this to me. brave little fucker.

oh, to escape the world i'm in.

audrey hepburn, so freaking beautiful. when people tell me they love me, i usually say "i know."

the boys think it's hilarious when i ride their little bikes.

in case you thought i was perfect, i look ridiculous after i purge.

breakfast pretty much every morning for me, in case you were curious.

dear beast: your shoes will never be as cute as her coat. stay strong today, lovelies.

xoxo

zette

p.s. 10am tuesday meeting with R even though i don't want to. she wants to take away my razorblades&make me eat.