Easter
Last year I was really on recovery, trying hard to find some sort of balance.
Today I woke up once again terrified of all the eating I’ll have to do. But I’ll try not to, because it’s so scary. Plus I’m going to a party tonight with my boyfriend and I don’t want to look any more disgusting than I already look and feel. So we’ll be counting e v e r y s i n g l e b i t e.











