i hate this. i really do.

this. this is what my friend wants. a size four, unblemished body. i'm scared of what she'll do to get there. scratch that, i'm terrified.

will she starve herself, count every last calorie?

will she try to make herself throw up, make sure that everything that goes into her body never reaches her hipbones?

will she excersie until she feels faint, until she can't take another step?

God, please don't let this happen to her. not to my baby girl; my sister. why are you leaving her out in the cold? You said You'd never forsake us...so why is she suffering? please, just take her pain away. give it to me. i can handle it. i'll get help. but she, she never will. i love her desperately. don't let her fall.

"so tell me, what is our ending? will it be beautiful? so beautiful?"