EmptySoul

Babe, it's pretty. You're so much better than you think, and not just at writing, okay? -E.

stitches, some people on here won't like my advice, but whatever. as someone who probably never will become "healthy" all i can offer you are tips on how to get away with cutting so you don't lose your job or get kicked out or put back in the hosp. If you cut on the inside of your bottom lip it will bleed a lot, at least for the first few, and it's mostly hidden. If anyone does notice it, it'll just look like chapped lips. Fingertips also bleed a lot, but if you've done that before and people know, they'll notice it. Otherwise, it'll probably go unnoticed. Inside of the lip is the safest bet...talk to you soon.

It's different. I like it. -eMpTy

I found this very funny...I could imagine it being a jingle on a Spam commercial. Maybe you should send it in... -eMpTy.

I like your writing style. My favorite lines were: -Empty

Very good. Beautiful. -Empty.

My favorite lines were: -Empty.

It really depends on what each person is attracted to. I think piercings are attractive: lip ring(s), plugs (ears gauged out), tongue, nipples, stomach, back, etc. I guess I'm just a little more into the piercings and tats that most. Eh. -Empty

I think there is nothing wrong with pictures, I love pictures. I've had pictures taken of me and I think it's just one more fun thing for two people to do. -Empty

All I can really offer is that I've pierced my nipple myself before, and there was not a significant amount of pain. But peole have different pain tolerances... -Empty

Beautiful. -Empty.

Breasts should never be the most important thing in a relationship, though there does need to be sexual attraction. (I'm sure there is, since he's with you.) And just a note, it's really not that polite to stare at other people's breasts when you're with your girlfriend. Some girls it may not bother, but it makes you feel unconfident, so it's not really too nice. -Empty.

I lost myself back there Somewhere And I didn't even notice I was gone I didn't see that my reflection was a little dim Or that my smile was all wrong I didn't feel the cuts I made With the knife, the razorblade I didn't feel the things I gave To all the wanting boys And I can't find myself Because I don't remember where I've been I don't remember what I did But I know I smell like sin I know my hands are shaking But I can't remember why With my fingers in my throat And my mind screaming… It's daytime but it's dark And I'm sleeping In the shadows I'm eating Then I'm purging Until the pain is gone For just a little while I'll stare at my reflection And wonder who I am Bite me bruise me bleed me Rip out my heart And make a mercy killing. -Empty.

Take everything I have to give And leave me withered on the floor You even stole my will to live And still, you're screaming more I've got bruises from the weight Of your emotions, all your needs So baby take a little more And crush me 'til it bleeds... I usually don't write rhyming poetry, I don't like it too well, but here it is...I was going to make it longer, but couldn't get out a good ending. Empty.

I think your boyfriend is being an a**. I don't see how a relationship will work between you if that bothers him so much, because it's something you can't change. He'll either have to get over it or it's not going to work. Some guys just don't like giving oral, but his reason is bogus... Empty.

So look at my mistakes You just seemed right at the time Now everything's all wrong And you're gone I never knew I could fall like that It was like a jump from the 19th story I was shattered on the ground Couldn't even recognize myself But you made it feel all right (Didn't realize I was rotting, bleeding away) So tell me Can you separate the lies From the truth Which words were real Which smiles In the silence of the night I thought you were the thing I've always bled for Starved for Cried for But you were just an illusion of the candlelight I was cold before I knew the words to say, the way to touch The way to walk away You just held on to me Decided I was something you should keep The screaming in my head just faded As you proved yourself beautiful, again and again But babe, the prettiest ones are dead on the inside You infected me with your pain And it'll never go away The days bleed together And I'm just rotting Shattered from the fall Some of us are only good for dying. I hate writing emotional, weak, sh** like this, but here it is. Empty.

Thanks for writing, good job. Empty

If I eat and need to throw up but can't, I do anything to distract myself. Listen to music, read, be around someone who doesn't accept bulimia, etc...It's a hard thing to avoid. Empty.

Anal can be enjoyable, but you have to have your partner be careful, and willing to listen to you, especially if it's your first time. Lube (and a condom) will probably help things go smoother, and you just need to tell him to go slow, until you get used to it. Some people hate it, some people love it, some people like it. It depends on the person. Empty

I don't know why, but I think the shaved look is a big turn on. But if a guy just trims, I'm not going to ask him to shave, it's fine either way, like they said, no forests. I just don't really like hair of any kind (except on my head) so I guess that's why I like the shaved look. Empty

I personally do not enjoy receiving oral sex often because it makes me feel lazy just lying there, not doing anything for the other person. Though the sensation of it is pleasurable, I'd rather be doing things that please both of us at the same time. (Well, there are some people who really enjoy giving oral, so I guess they're getting pleasure...) Empty

The doctors claim the depo shot is just as effective as a condom. (Just a note, I was on the shot and was on my period constantly, but that doesn't mean it happens to everyone who is on it.) Empty

I'm hoping that this writing will effect someone, somewhere... Yesterday, right after school, 2 girls from my school got into a car accident near my house. 1 of them is in the hospital, the other 1 dead. The surviving girl, the driver, took the curve too fast, the car went off the road, flipped, flew into a field. She has a broken leg, broken pelvis, and blood on her brain. She's 16. The girl that died was 17, maybe pregnant, oh so excited about going to prom. It didn't seem real last night, I didn't cry. Then this morning at school, all the high schoolers were called into the gym before 1st hour. The principal walked out and said, "With a heavy heart..." and I lost it. It doesn't matter to me that I wasn't close to either one of the girls, what matters to me is that a 17 year old girl is dead, she'll never get to go to prom, or get married, or graduate high school. It matters to me that there are people in pain, people who have lost a friend, daughter, sister or grandaughter. It matters to me that the driver doesn't even know her friend is dead yet, because it would be bad for her recuperation. She is going to have to live every day knowing that she was driving that car, and she will probably be charged with vehicular manslaughter, and she was driving way over the speed limit. A couple of the 2 girls' friends came to talk to me today. They said they'd got in a fight with the girl that died, and didn't get the chance to say sorry. We still can't believe that she's dead, when we just saw her yesterday at school...They can't believe that she'll never get to go the the beach with them again, never get to go to a party with them again. I guess I'm just writing this because there's so many things to learn from it...all the cliche things that have been said so many times that now they're ignored...Just because you're young, it doesn't mean you're immortal. Live every day as if it's your last. Be careful with your words, you may not get a chance to fix your mistakes. No matter how you dress, or who you are, in the end you are a person. My main point is that though these 2 girls are from different social groups than me, it still effected me. My point is, we're all people. I can't even count the amount of times that I've been hated soley because of my Converse, thick eyeliner, and black clothes. But also, they are assumed dumb because of their blonde hair, stuck up because of their popularity, shallow because of their clothes. A girl I've known since grade school, we were best friends in 6th grade. Now she dresses one way, me another. But we still understand each other, and she's never made judgements on people because of the way that they dress. She always gives them a chance. *Sigh* This is a long post, and I know a lot of people won't read it....but just try to give people a chance. Don't assume things...give them a few seconds of your time... That's all. Empty.

The first thing that pops into my head is for you to eat tons and tons of delicious mushroom and swiss burgers, chocolate shakes, and curly fries from McDonald's. Sure that has tons of calories, it'll help you gain weight...but it's really not healthy. Empty

I understand that moving out will not fix everything. If we break up I have a friend I can live with. He has his own job and we will be living on our own, not with his parents, and I've had a job and am looking for one now...I also understand how hard it will be for two teenagers to find the money for food, rent, etc. but I can't stand to live at home much longer, where I can't see the few people I care about or even dress how I want. EmptySoul