tomorrow, i'm not going to eat anything but breakfast and go shopping. then i'm going to go for a long walk and maybe dancing. that doesn't hurt too much.































This is a story about a broken girl. Very broken. I love my self loathing, I hate how much of me there is to revile. I am loved. If I could just be good enough for myself. I want perfection. That is less than I am now. I am fatter than perfection. That needs to change. CAUTION TO ANYONE IN RECOVERY FROM AN ED!!! CONTAINS TRIGGERING MATERIAL!!!
2 comments:
Welcome back!
Augh, ice cream. I could never have JUST a spoonful, and I'm allergic to the stuff!
What on earth happened that you can barely walk?
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