If she wants attention, she should do more stuff but not that.

Stop force feeding me all of this crap. Stop shoving this food down my throat. I'm not anorexic, I'm just trying to be healthier. Just because I don't eat twenty-four/seven doesn't mean I'm starving myself. I eat enough. That's why I'm freaking fat.
No matter how many times you say I'm beautiful, I'm never going to believe it. So, please, let me wear the clothes that make me feel comfortable. I know they're baggy. I know they're unattractive. You pointing this out and making me put on something else is what has made me feel this way. You make me insecure. I feel alien in my own skin. LET ME DIET, PLEASE. So, what? I'm not obese. That doesn't mean I'm not allowed to do something that will make me feel better about myself.
Take no for an answer, please. I don't want your freaking cookies. I don't want ice cream. It's hard enough for me to say no, and you constantly nagging me about eating this crap isn't helping. I'm trying to do something for myself, is that so wrong? I can't even turn to you for help because I know it will just end in a lecture about how I'm "beautiful" and "It's what's on the inside that counts." I've heard that a million times. It doesn't change the fact that I feel fat.
Stop, please. Exercising, dieting, it makes me feel happy. So stop trying to force me to be a kid or whatever. Stop trying to convince me that I'm skinny. I don't care what you think. What matters is how I feel. I'm doing this for myself, not for anyone else. So stop, please.
I know you love me and you say it because you care. But I can't take it anymore. You pointing out that I hide behind my clothes isn't helping. It makes me want to hide even more. I love you for caring but you aren't helping. Just let me be. I'm trying to be better. It's a good thing. I'm not anorexic. I don't hate myself. I just don't see anything wrong in losing the extra fifteen pounds if it helps me feel better. I know you're worried, but don't be. I can take care of myself.

wa hey i got an a minus on that maths test two days ago. but i took another one today. fhkdgsdfhgdfjgndf,

im feeling a bit better. because this girl from grade 9 (the year above me) was like what's uuuppp my favourite twelvies you guys are so cool with your awesome hair and i love your glasses - to me and my friends and that was nice, even if she didn't mean me too lol

yay!! and u r rlly cool dude u r super cool even if she didnt mean you, im telling u now that u r super rad. :cool:

ahhh thank u, u too you're awesome:cool::cool::cool:

I swear, I have the worst anxiety issues. Just thinking about Tuesday and I feel the nerves gnawing away at my stomach again.

oh HONESTLY.
i am sick of you trying to contact me through other people because i don't respond to any of your emails.
i am sick of you trying to reconnect with me though i thought i made it perfectly clear that there is no relationship between us whatsoever.
i don't hate people, but i can make exceptions.
i. don't. like. you.
leave me alone, i don't want your love, i don't want your affection, FUCK OFF.
stop making my friends feel bad about delivering messages from you to me that i don't want.
FUCK OFF FUCK OFF FUCK OFF FUCK OFF.
i don't like you and i want you to leave me alone and i want you to NEVER EVEN REFER TO ME IN CONVERSATION AGAIN.
goddammit leave me alone i dont like you i dont like you i DON T LIKE YOU

;_; are you okay??? well i mean obviously not but what can i do to help .-.

hello old friends.

yOU HI HOW ARE YOU I'VE MISSED YOU