Was gonna fast today.
Then I had two itty bitty cookies for lunch.
Then I came home and had over 600 calories.
Step on scale.
152 it reads.
What do you do when size nines are starting to cling to you body?
When you realize you're all the way back to square fuckin one?
And why do I keep telling my girlfriend that she can't starve herself when that's exactly what I do?
Also, when I don't eat, I feel like one of those girls with the dark eye shadow and liner who just don't seem to be there.
I'm going to exercise like a beast before I go to bed tonight.
Because. I'm. Sick. Of. THIS!
I want to lose this weight.
Because I've tasted thin.
For a brief moment.
Now, I just want to get there (and farther).
So, J.P. says that being in a relationship makes her all insecure.
Sadly, I want a person who can make me feel beautiful and safe and....like this starving is for me and then.
Someone who's confident so I wanna look good for them.
I also want tiny legs.