Okay so I've liked this guy for 2 years now we fell out about 4 months ago, I've talked through this with so many people but know ones ever given me a straight answer, I text him the other day appolgising but he hasn't responded I think he's changed his number so do I mail him on Facebook? Im really stuck I really like him, he doesn't go to my school or Anything but still I really like him, he's so different! What do I do?! Help xo

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There has been a mass exodus of tape from the roll onto the backs of posters, leaping to the (brick) internal wall and affixing itself there, mostly square, except for maybe the atlas. Because regular sticky-tape didn't work. Blu-Tak fell off with genuine fear of commitment to the wall. So the big guns were called in, and double-sided sticky-tape has stood upon the podium for its victory against the painted brick wall. And the room is more colourful, and more personalised, as a result. The painting...

I too have been diagnosed with some disorders consisting of bipolar,ocd, general anxiety disorder and adhd. And all I can say is thank God that I am who I am. I am positive that life would be boring without it! Sure, I have gone through some rotten things but so have you and probably the person next to you. We are not the only ones who have problems! Instead of dwelling on them and giving ourselves self pity, lets stare it back in the face and say "I don't need you to hold me back anymore"....

I don't want to do this anymore.
I want to crawl back to ED, and back to the blade and beg for forgiveness. I want to feel the sting and burning of my flesh being sliced open. I want to feel the low hum and diziziness of hunger.
I want this to end. I don't want to be here anymore. I don't want to struggle anymore. I'm done.
Just kill me off, and end my pain & suffering.

It's still morning by approximately thirteen minutes, and will therefore probably be afternoon by the time I finish writing this.

I texted my little brother to wish him a happy birthday, and later on today I'll have to post on my cousin Alex's facebook page to do the same thing. Welcome to September, in my family, the next five weeks are birthday season. Oh great.

I'm wearing pyjama pants and daytime t-shirts lol. (My little brother just replied and said Ta, that was...

I went to bed to sleep around about 11pm, and dropped off relatively quickly. Barely 3 hours later, I wake up because my left shoulder joint is in an excruciating amount of pain. It won't click, no movement to different position helped. Some moves made the pain worse, but definitely none improved them. I couldn't breathe properly, the pain was so bad that I was panicking and hyperventilating. I got myself to sit up so I could get control of my breathing, which is just as well because I felt like...