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.