Saturday, November 21, 2009

And so begins the cycle back down to 93.

Maybe I'll just aim for 90.
Then I'll put on my new killer heels and drink it all away.

1 comment:

  1. Seriously think something is unhinged here. I'm not in a huddle shaking over what I've done, I'm laughing at how my stmach is so overtly massive. It's swollen to the point I look pregnant. It's bizarre. I feel like I'm just going to keep falling and time scales don't matter anymore. I choose not to eat and it's strange hilarious to see what happens when I do. I'll just watch it all disappear again.

    Part of me is waiting for a crashing realisation though.