You're trying too hard, trusting too much, and learning too little. There is no one quite like you, but that's okay because you don't need anyone anyway. You're going to be alone. Live it, learn it, love it.

 Don't stop loving, just because it didnt work out with Andrew. Just because he was your first love, doesn't mean he'll be your last.

 Please do your homework.

 Stick with therapy, even though the bulimia goes away...because, five years later, there will be no one to turn to about the depression.

 True Love Waits. Wait for him, too.

 Don't pay attention to what the media defines as "beautiful" and "sexy." One day you will stop making yourself skinny and learn to love your body and accept it.

 Cheer up, buttercup. It get's better, I promise. Waking up won't seem so hard anymore.

 Don't worry that guy you thought you were going to marry ends up being an asshole, and you meet the man of your dreams two years later, and he want to marry you more than anything. p.s he makes you have butterflies