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Then
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Sunday, Sept. 15, 2002/10:04 pm i hate food Like i said i would i gave in. I got through nearly a whole tuna and mayo sandwich, packet of crisps, 2 shop made chocolate pancakes, chocolate ice cream, a chocolate biscuit, some diet coke, about half a carton of orange juice... As i was reaching for the rubarb pie i finally reached a fleeting moment of clarity. Why am i eating this? I'm not even very hungry! So i stopped right there. Left everything else alone. Went upstairs and purged until my throat was sore and all that was coming up was blood. Weighed myself afterwards and i was lighter than before. My scales have a low battery because i've been using them so much, but i did manage to get a result. I'm so relieved that i didn't gain, but i'm still left feeling dirty and tarnished. |
* I could almost cry like tears of blood * and slowly it evaporates * without a scar without a trace * Sometimes too blue the moment passes * overhead so undetected * without default with no perfection * I could close my eyes & sleep forever * locked inside a secret silence * whisper deep into my head * Rewind erase and nothing remains * the way that nothing ever does |