i’m over you but just why? everytime i think back to it i wonder what i did wrong. was i not good enough? i starved myself for you, i stopped binding for my body to be more appealing to you, i pretended to hate my interests that made ME happy for you, i tried talking to you all the time, i loved you and this is how i get paid in return? you almost killed me but i found people that truly cared about me and saved me. but i’m doing better now, i eat whatever i want, i’m passionate about the things i like, i don’t act like i want a bigger chest size anymore and i talk to people that aren’t just you because i know i don’t need one person to give all my attention to. i hope you are doing better too but i hope i haunt ur mind every single day.