Why? You want to know why? Listen to the whispers that curl into your head at night, calling you ugly and fat and stupid and b**** and whore and worst of all 'a disappointment.' Puke and starve and cut and drink because you don't want to feel any of this and it works...for a while. And by then it's too late because it's rotting you and you can't stop. Look in the mirror and find a ghost. Hear every heartbeat scream that every single thing is wrong with you. 'Why' is the wrong question. Ask 'why not'. It's not nice when girls die. Girls think something is wrong when the only thing really wrong here is society it’s so ugly that it’s turning young beautiful people against themselves. Society is a masked ball, where everyone hides their real character, and reveals it by hiding.