Tuesday, January 26, 2010

a realization

Cruising the internet, collecting new thinspo and realizing that someone had to take those pictures. Goddammit I miss my real-life rexie friends. Everybody else moved on. "It was just a phase." "Nobody noticed us going crazy." "So glad we snapped out of that." NO NO NO! I want the late night missions to the drug store for fashion mags. I want the food diary comparisons and midday check-ins and calls to hit the gym. It's fucking lonely to do this by myself. It's not like I can stop or anything, but god it sucks so much not have anyone real and living to share this with. No one to photoshop myself to a goal size with... dammit. I am sad. That is all.


Anonymous said...

Ditto. I'm not sure if I wish they were still in the same midset as me, or if I were to grow out of it too.

belly said...

I've never had anybody to share this with. Can't imagine trusting anyone to that degree. It sounds girlishly romantic, though!

Violet, your comment wrenches my heart.