I’m on this new diet. I don’t eat anything and when I feel like I’m about to faint I eat a cube of cheese. I’m just one stomach flu away from my goal weight.
I’ve loved you from the first time I saw you. I think I was twelve. I was so scared of the way I felt. You know, loving you. I learned how to become a sarcastic bitch just to make it feel normal. I screwed guys to make it go away, but it didn’t work.
When we got together, it scared the shit out of me, because you were the one person who could ruin my life. I pushed you away. I made you think things were your fault. But really, I was just terrified of pain.
And I’m a total fucking coward because I couldn’t stand… I didn’t want to be a slave to the way I feel about you. Can you understand?
You were trying to punish me back and it’s horrible. It’s so horrible. Because really, I’d die for you. I love you. I love you so much and it’s killing me.
I just want someone to love me the way Naomi loves Emily <3
“I love you so much, and it’s killing me.”