I have gained weight. My place is a mess. I want to binge constantly. I broke down and bought useless diet pills (told myself i would never do that again...last time I took them I was 14, significantly underweight and acquired some lovely palpitations). I have no motivation to exercise. I woke up today at 6pm. I have nothing eloquent to update. I ( Read more... )

no explanation necessary. i'm high and having trouble typing. hello. what happened to the beginning of the video? oh well.

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You know, over the years, a couple people have asked me why I live where some would perceive as the middle of nowhere. Well, for starters: this isn't the middle of nowhere. Make no mistake, if I could choose to live in the middle of nowhere, I might, however, considered the duration and energy I expended assembling my last Ikea "no assembly ( Read more... )

Since throwing out my scale, I have not binged or purged. I am able to drink water or tea at night and not compulsively check to see how much the number has increased. I am able to sleep a little easier and when I'm actually tired (thank you, sleeping pill addiction) because I'm not wondering what I'm going to eat next and how much of it will come ( Read more... )

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I came home to Tatiana in the midst of a seizure tonight ( Read more... )

Lately I have had no motivation. It's discouraging and I don't know how to roll past it. I feel like sleeping, sometimes crying, but I can't do either. I want to silence the thoughts that race through my head, but I can't think of them quick enough to negate them. If I am not rushing through thought, I am painfully numb and empty. Food continues to ( Read more... )

My Binge-O-Meter is sky high and I am full off of donuts (not an easy feat) but I am not going to purge, goddammit. Repeat after me : Not going to purge. We'll see. I'm at school now about to take a test I haven't studied for. That always pans out well. Ha ( Read more... )

Shoot me ( Read more... )

After an earthquake hits, the impact begins to settle. Debris moves upward to a surface that is cracked. Showing the damage, concrete builds character in the newly developed tears. You remember what you were doing the moment the Richter scale soared, you remember the chaos that erupted, and the catatonic hum that swelled the room after the shake ( Read more... )