November 2011
“I didn’t particularly want to live much longer than that. Life seemed rather daunting. It seems so to me even now. Life seemed too long a time to have to stick around, a huge span of years through which one would be require to tap-dance and smile and be Great! and be Happy! and be Amazing! and be Precious! I was tired of my life by the time I was sixteen. I was tired of being too much, too intense, too manic. I was tired of people, and I was incredibly tired of myself. I wanted to do whatever Amazing Thing I was expected to do— it might be pointed out that these were my expectations, mine alone— and be done with it. Go to sleep.”
—Wasted (via sundaylatte)
Little Miss Impatience: A letter from ana →
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From Ana:
Allow me to introduce myself. My name, or as I am called by so-called “doctors”, is Anorexia. Anorexia Nervosa is my full name, but you may call me ana. Hopefully we can become great partners. In the coming time, I will invest a lot of time in you, and I expect the same from you.
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