Firstly, I'd like to start with my name. 

But, I feel it would help you understand me more if you didn't know what I look like, or who I am. So, I'll start off a little different. 

I stood before the mirror, right after I've brushed my teeth, staring at all the imperfections only I could pick out. I feel so empty. I stopped keeping track of how long it's been since I've eaten. Maybe around 20 hours, maybe more. It's 7am, and I just can't seem to pull myself out of these judgemental thoughts. I finally decided to at least pick out my outfit and I've tried on about 30 different outfits, but nothing looks right. My hips look huge, and my thighs are huge. It's almost normal routine to try on millions of outifts each morning, but then again, millions of people must do the same. I guess I must have just went with a scrubby outfit seeing as today wasn't a day I felt like wearing anything else but my oversized hoodie and a pair of leggings. At least these leggings make my legs look decent enough. And the hoodie makes me feel small, but I probably look huge. Most people don't eat breakfast, and nor do I. So it's no big deal. I just drink coffee or water, and I'm done for at least 6-10 hours. Maybe more, if I can fight the urge to go raid my fridge of all it's content. I know better now, though. I know that I'd rather have a leg gap, than a sandwich. Besides, what's the point of eating when I'll regret it five minutes later anyways.

, it's 8:07. Time to leave, I guess. My mom drives me, so it's a little better than what I'm supposed to do, which is bus. I live at least fifteen minutes away from school, if I walked I might lose all this bloody weight, but I'd rather be driven. I like drives, it gives me time to think about everything without really any worries. I like when a song comes on, and it fits my mood and I can just stare out the window and reflect with the song, gently setting the calm mood, so I'm not so stressed whilst driving to school. I'm usually not stressed, but I get this pit in my stomach that only relaxing in the car can fix. Oh, and hugs. Hugs make it go away too.