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Fair, Food, and Skinny Girls

I had a date at the fair today with JJ. I looked around. All I saw were thin girls, wearing shorts, boots and tank tops. And there I sat, pants, jj’s shirt, and a cardigan. I felt disgusting. I was … Continue reading

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Why eat when you know you’ll get hungry again?

I’m still at a point where I want to throw up all the time. I want to gag myself with my own little fingers. I want to feel the burn in my throat knowing that’s what skinny feels like. I … Continue reading

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Bath Time

I was about to take a bath, I already knew what was about to happen. The mirror thinks I’m a joke, it laughs at me. Laughs at my body. It tells me I’m too big. Tells me I’m too fat. … Continue reading

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I feel like this now….

Went in for a job application yesterday. And I feel like I’m growing up, of course I am, silly. I turn seventeen this come July. The 28th to be exact. And I will be graduating next year… I feel sick.

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Strawberry Jam

I fail so fucking hard. I ate a sandwich before bed. Peanut butter and strawberry jam. I’m allergic to strawberries. I ate more food than I needed. I hate myself every time I do this. I wish I could make … Continue reading

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Food Makes You A Failure

I’m about to start on dinner, leftovers. Spaghetti from last night to be exact. I don’t wanna eat. I wanna make water my meal. I want my body to suffer and starve. Just to be beautiful. To me beautiful is … Continue reading

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No Thanks, I’m Not Hungry

I’ve been thinking a lot about my body. My curves. My ass, my breasts. I have a womens body, not one that I’m happy with. A lot of girls aren’t though. I’m just complaining. I workout, I go running and I work … Continue reading

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