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“According to the boys’ descriptions, Lux has lost weight, though we couldn’t tell through the binoculars. All sixteen mentioned her jutting ribs, the insubstantiality of her thighs, the one, who went up to the roof with Lux during a warm winter rain, told us how the basins of her collarbones collected water. A few boys mentioned the acidic taste ( Read more... ) -
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Back on a health kick. Staring at this girl at work has me craving fatness curves and bones rather than just bones and needless to say I'd like to redo the Spartan race and work my way up to the top. I have a vision in my head of long champagne blonde hair, my natural curves, slim waist and slim calves clad in tattoos. Underarmour exercise gear and ( Read more... ) -
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Needless to say that last post does not do any justice to how I really am right now. I'm knawing my way through a lollipop and feelig like I'm in Yankee candle whilst doing it. My stomah shrunken as it is does not enjoy the inhalation of air I am doing whilst consumig this strawberry lollipop. The clouds outside scream rain to me and my cat is on ( Read more... ) -
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I took two ephedra pills then came home and started drinking. Needless to say I'm drunk and hyper right now. It's an odd mix and my mind keeps flashing garish things at me. The only reason I haven't sliced is because I don't want to see my boyfriends reaction.
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140 lbs. Working my way down slowly. He said he loves me. My cards give me the go ahead. My head misconstrues it all.
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I won't stop feeling like a fraud until I manage to get down to my goal weight. I have to do it; I won't, I can't stop working for that. I have to do it in order to feel real.
Ive been very active and not consuming a lot so I'm very eager to weigh. I hate weighing when I have anything in my stomach even if it is just a caffeine pill, water and ( Read more... ) -
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I attempt to assuage my fears. My logical side battles my emotions. Cancer on a Gemini cusp. Euphoria in the shape of a little green pill, two would bring me into hypo mania. Yet I feel like a fraud. These words do nothing to portray my discomfort. I simply yearn to clear the cobwebs from my brain and heart. Not have to rationalize everything.
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