ohpleaseGodletmehavesomecontrol.
This morning I asked my mom to take a picture of my butt. I just wanted to know what it looked like!! She knows about my issues, but not that I aspire to be an anorectic. She doesn't know that quite often I wanted to kill myself with anorexia. Only when I forget to take my meds. Dammit. I hate it when your meds work and you know that they work so if your crazy its your own damn fault for not taking them.
So mommy took the picture and as I'm blowing a sprocket over it (because we all know I should have known better than to have photographic proof of my unacceptability) she says "You have such a good figure. Its a shame you don't see it that way."
It is a shame.
Its a shame that I can't see myself clearly.
Its a shame that I've declared war on my body.
Its a shame that I measure my worth in pounds lost.
Its a shame that I'm fat.
Damn shame.
So all day was pretty meh. I nearly murdered a guy in English class. He's one of those people that is both ridiculously stupid and also touchy. I react to those kinds of people in a special way. My battle strategy consists of (a) making them feel as stupid as possible and (b) insulting them at every turn. ONLY because he gets so upset when I insult him. Its like he's BEGGING for it. Haha I'm a bitch and I love it.
So how bout some thinspo to end a slightly morose post. Sorry. I promise to be funnier next time. Today was very pensive.
its pretty random:
i woul dlove to b as thin as the last pic but i know that ifi ever was i prob would die from it so hmmm
ReplyDeleteim realy gald that ur blogging again hun missed talking to u