I’m gonna spend a half week with a friend in a big city and i’m worried that i’ll run out of excuses why i don’t eat.
I think she slowly notices that something is wrong with my eating habits, but that’s a topic no one speaks about because it’s a shame that the smart, funny, always laughing girl (me) who seems to never be sad is forcing her body to resist the hunger inside.

I want to be part of one of these cute couples who have picnics and campfires together with their friends but still sit next to each other and cuddle and kiss and make everyone around us jealous. that would be perfect aw.