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hi I'm here again. I'm at war with myself once more (right! how many times) anyway i need to restrict HEAVILY. i need to come down to 50 ASAP .
50.15 :D
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hi I'm here again. I'm at war with myself once more (right! how many times) anyway i need to restrict HEAVILY. i need to come down to 50 ASAP .
yo.
chill about the exercise thing. you're being annoying to others.
i demand a short period of starvation. i demand the cleansing feeling of hunger. i deserve it. i am impure. i deserve to be in agony.
This is it. This year is the end of the road for me. I'm never getting fixed. I'm tired of being so deeply suspicious and paranoid all the time. I'm tired of being angry at the human race. I hate the pointlessness of feeling vaguely hopeful all the time as if all this suffering has some higher purpose. I'm going to slowly start cutting everyone off. It's necessary, to prepare for things. For the end. I'm not going to make it to 2026.
i put pieces of god in things like summer, the clouds, my hands, a mantis, a sunflower. and i find pieces of god in places i shouldn't but do so anyway. and i'm always picking them up by their sharp edges. my fingers are always bleeding but i am always collecting; collecting as many pieces as i can find — as many as i can bear to hold — as many as i can bring myself to bury in the hope that i find them later when i have none.
when I eat, it is with such profound shame.
48.80 kgs.
I just need new fixations to forget old fixations.
I'm not going to let this make me an ugly person. I'm not going to let it make me angry, bitter, jaded and cruel. I'm going to work towards being kind again. There is no other option. There is no other solution.
you really can only live life and enjoy it if you're thin. there's nothing else to it.
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I'll never feel that way again. You know?
well, I'm here again. my feet are numb. there hasn't been anything to write home about recently, but i think that's because moreso than usual, my eyes are firmly shut. I'm