an imperfect body reflects an imperfect person

i am certainly an accurate mirror if that pro-ana cliche is true. i know that clawing my way back out of this fatty husk only the beggining of my problems. today and for the next week or so, i won't be able to overdo it at the gym like i'm used to doing. i have a sprained ankle that keeps getting worse. walking it off is only making it swell and bruise more. sigh. classes start tomorrow also. the horizons of my perfected goal are broadening again as the summer speeds to a close. body, grades, and performance all come into play now. the more i think about that ankle, i wonder if i'll be able to "do it" at all at the gym. i hope so dammit. this is lame. i think i'm going to apply tiger balm and stretch it and then finish my last leisure reading until next summer.


i know most of the photos in the collage are fake. don't bother reminding me. it's still thinspiring. it still reminds that i can shoot for more than perfection, just like a computer.