I had a verrrrry bad day food wise. I got in a fight with the boyfriend in the late afternoon and retaliated with croissants, peanut butter, and fried chicken....eww. And before that I hadn't eaten anything; I was happy
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My boyfriend is a foot taller than me and weighs 40 pounds less. I am fasting tomorrow to get all this nasty food out of my system. I do well all week and then when I am home with him over the weekend I practically binge the whole time. I have to lose weight! I have to weigh less than him! I will not be satisfied until he can pick me up and toss me around like a rag doll. Fuck disorder thoughts...it's starting to creep up on me again...
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Bad! No disordered thoughts! Bad girl!
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