I hate when people tell me what I can and can't do with my body.
It is MY body, not yours, so what I do to it doesn't affect you, got it?
So if I want to start ecstacy, guess what? I fûcking will.
If I want to stop eating again, I will.
If I want to cut again, I will.
If I want to start drinking, I will.
Because guess what? It doesn't really affect you, does it?
I haven't even fùcking talked to you. My body and what I do with it, don't concern you. And even if I have talked to you, hell, even if we're the best fúcking friends on this earth, it doesn't affect you. I mean sure, you may be sad for a while, but does it psyically hurt you? No, you'll get over it. because in the end, I'm not your life, am I? No, you'll get over me, you'll forget me. Hell, everyone else does.
What I do shouldn't concern you, you nosy annoying piece of shít.