Why do I keep missing your calls?

I don't know which number is yours ... we get so many Private Name calls.

I DON'T HAVE ANY OF YOUR NUMBERS.

Hey! Hey, you!

Sorry I missed your call yesterday. I was sleeping/working. (Didn't get to sleep until seven AM on Saturday ...). I'll call you tonight, hopefully - I'm just about off for an appointment.

Hannah,

I'm sorry I haven't been talking. It's hard because I'm feeling resentful, I think. You're getting skinnier and skinnier and I'm being forced to eat all meals with my parents and getting fatter and fatter and fatter until I want to explode. Treatment is destroying me.

Treatment fucking sucks.

They're teaching my parents tips and tricks to figure out if I'm recovering or not. Now I don't know if I can hide this anymore. Vitals at the doctor's every two weeks.
P.S. 139lbs. BMI 21.8. Hate my life.

Hannah,

if you don't want to hang out with me, that's fine, but I'm now free tonight! Just offering up the option.

Second Star to the Right.

"It’s the directions to Neverland from Peter Pan. A place where you stay young forever. I think youth is one of the greatest things we get to experience as humans. When you’re young you feel like you have no power, but really you do. When you’re young you have the power to choose your destiny. I’ve seen too many people grow up and start to worry about everything far too much, I don’t want that to be the future me. This is just a reminder for me to keep stay youthful and to keep a young mind."

I really like the idea

of getting a blank frame tattooed. I might do it, actually. And then draw in it.

Just for you.

Can I borrow this book?

We live to die

another day.














Okay, maybe getting a little stoked for Christmas.