Last fall I was in a serious relationship with the boy who worked at H&M. By relationship I mean I was always at H&M because I was bored and had a lot of disposable income from two waitressing jobs and he worked there. The first time I laid eyes on him, he was wearing an Abercrombie & Fitch shirt…

We've been looking for beauty in all the wrong places. 

Trigger Warning: This post discusses eating disorders and contains descriptions of bulimia.