Oh. My.

I NEED THESE.
I've signed up to get an email when they restock 1/2" ... I need to hurry up and stretch to that size.

And see the world hanging upside down.

Listen,

I want to look like this sometimes. Okay, a lot of the time.

Remind me of swimming.

How I feel

I've been turned inside out and they've coated their fingers with soot, grease, dust, dirt. They've grabbed me with their sticky fingertips and turned me around again, leaving their grimy fingerprints all over the inside of my skin.

Oh

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I've had cake for breakfast the past 3 days. You tell me how bikini season is going.

Today she won`t go unnoticed.

Rabbit/Lion

So,

with the end of one bad habit, here I am sinking back into the other. Day four of my no-smoking regime, with only one slip-up today: two drags of Tanner's cigarette. Marijuana still remains an every-other-day indulgence, but I don't think about it much.

So those are under control.

It's not like it's full-fledged bulimia, like it used to be. No crazy binges followed by panicked purges. This is different, more like extreme dieting. I restrict, but when I'm at home, I can't stop myself from eating. I can stave off the disgust for myself by telling myself that I'll throw up as soon as I'm done. Which I have been doing regularly for the last three days. But I don`t know what this is! It`s not a binge, and while this is technically a purge, it`s not bulimia.

Hmm.