7/18/14
My favorite binge food?
Hot french fries with nacho cheese.
Disgusting, I know.
Not to mention how rediculosly high in calories it must be.
The scale said 145 yesterday morning, and now that it's about 2am, I have ruined my chances of weighing for the day. I really should take laxies...
I can't believe I passed out earlier. I'm so fucking weak. I hate that I can't just starve in peace. I'm pathetic. Right now it is 2:07am. I will be fasting for the rest of tomorrow. So maybe it will all work out?
Not to mention starving. I can't have my cake and try to eat it, too. I need to be strong. Empty. Pure. Weightless. Zero. And I will not achieve that by stuffing my face. I wish I had someone to talk to, but most everyone has faded away or recovered. And good for them, because they shouldn't have to suffer from this horrendous disease. I do, though. At least until I can say I have had enough. Assuming it doesn't kill me first.
Oh, how I wish I could cut. And purge. *sigh* I will burn in hell for that, but it's true. And since I'm going to hell anyways, I might as well make it worth my while.
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