(Source: , via mer-cu-ri-al)
I want to be kissed angrily.
I want a girl who has had an extremely bad day and is mad at the world, shove me against a wall and kiss me until both our lips start to bruise. I want her to pour out all the anger shes feeling and shove it down my lungs, and then I want to push back. Not with force but with air, I want to turn that anger into love and turn the bruising kiss soft. I want to remind her that life is too beautiful to hate.
This is absolutely perfect.
Here’s the deal. You’re not going to feel like you’re thin or sick enough. You’re just not, that’s the nature of this illness. But one day, you’ll realize you were. One day you’ll know the truth.
But you can’t get there if you don’t decide that you’re going to take a leap of faith and eat and get better, even while you feel like you weren’t sick enough. It’s gotta be done.