*TRIGGER WARNING* My name's Katherine, (but you can also call me The Half Blood Princess or Kat the Sad if you want) and I love you. I’m 16, live in Virginia, and am madly in love with Harry Potter and Music. They’re the only things keeping me alive anymore. I've been living in my own personal hell since I took my first breath, and now i'm just lost. My diagnosis and story are a bit too sad and pathetic to be told. But if you really want to know my story, message me off anon. My ask box is always open if you need me my loves, I'll always be here for you all. I believe not in the tragedy of existence, but in death & destruction. Welcome to my nightmare, meet the monsters in my head.
*Note, I do NOT promote self harm or eating disorders.
"I have not been myself for months, even years - yet know one has noticed. As cliche as it sounds I do wear a fucking fake smile as if it’s a fucking uniform and I need a day off. I’m stressed about being stressed. I don’t feel anything. I don’t feel myself. I don’t know myself. I look in the mirror and all I see is fat. Fat. That word haunts every inch of my body and is carved into each of my inner limbs. I don’t know who I am anymore I don’t know who I am but whoever this is I’m tired of being her."