Wednesday, November 17, 2010

November 17

Cold. Hungry. Sleepy. Can't sleep. Shivering. Water. Coffee. Water. Coffee. Water. Coffee. Water. Coffee. Water. Coffee. Water. Coffee. Water. Coffee. Water. Coffee. Water. Coffee.


I am a disgrace.
I am a pig.
I will never be loved because I. Don't. Deserve. Love.

Goal: 20 pounds by Christmas.
200 when I start feeling faint, other wise fasting every. single. day.
Who's with me?

I'm thinking of it as a science experiment. See how long my body can go before it.....gives out, I suppose. I don't want to ever see another fucking plate of food again.

1 comment:

  1. you arent a disgrace at all. the fact that you are even trying puts you above most girls!
    i really hope you are feeling better soon, hate when i cant sleep!

    xoxo

    ReplyDelete