I wish that I could see into the future see whether I'd still be thinking about you all day every day see whether you'd call me, telling me that you love me or if it would all just be gone our love, our humour, us
when food stops being delicious and starts being frightening instead when dinner with friends suddenly is scarier than walking alone in the late hours when the tears start just by the thought of eating with people why is there no treatment for this unnamed eating disorder is it even an eating disorder? or am I just being weird