Thursday, May 24, 2012

Nothing else matters but being skinny. I don't even care anymore if becoming skinny means losing my beauty. I don't care if I look sick and half starved. I need to be smaller. I need to be the smallest.
I ate, but I won't anymore for the day. If I exercise and eat less it should be easy to achieve my goals.
If I block everything else out and just focus on losing weight, I will be happier, because the only thing that will matter is my weight, and that will be dropping.
The feeling of my ribs pushing against my skin, and the cold in the middle of summer, and my clothes hanging off of my body like rags... that is all I want, all I need from now on. What a dream to be able to dream.
I will not eat.

I will not eat.


No comments:

Post a Comment