Xanax + bison grass vodka = peace
Ok. Well I’m at my highest weight ever. Even before the anorexia. Wow. I’m actually fat.
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If you have any of these signs, talk to someone! Please, do not let it get worse.
All of the above
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Violin lesson at 3.00… Great :(
This is powerful
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I CAN lose 30 pounds. Fucking watch me.
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i’m trying. i’m trying. i’m trying. i’m trying.
They broke me. no returns, no backing up. I hate this body i am trapped in. the mind which tells me i’m hungry, tells me to eat and eat and eat till I’m bent over the porcelain crying and ashamed. I was pure and perfect, my bones comforted me and i was strong and focused. Now i’m lost. I can’t restrict, I can’t be who I was. the only girl I know now is a sad confused mess. lying about how “fine she is” how “recovery is great” the truth is: My body is making me recover. When i stuff and stuff food down my throat because this uncontrollable demon is telling, making me do it. Everyday I tell myself i’ll change. “i did it before, i can do it again…” but no. i can’t. And i’m not sure I can live with that anymore.