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Day 333 of 365 - 25th of November, 2011 Today I woke up at 11 and ate breakfast. Mum and I went shopping and I got some new tracksuit pants, a long sleeve top and a nice shirt. We also got Starbucks! Then I came home, made some gingerbread dough and went and met Isabelle and Emily! We saw Breaking Dawn, and I cried like a baby in the wedding scene. I also found Kirsten Stewart’s body really inspiring. I want to get that thin. It looked so fragile and beautiful. We then went out for dinner, I got a coke zero and steamed vegetables.  We sat and talked for ages and had a really nice time. I haven’t laughed so much in ages, they are such lovely friends.  Then we went for coffee and then I came home. I cooked my gingerbread and ate so much of the dough like a fucking fatty. Now I’m sitting here, looking at thinspo blogs trying to get my motivation back. fucking hell. Galapagos is killing me, I don’t like eating. I’m not done fading. I cannot fucking weight to eat nothing again. I LOVE EATING NOTHING. My god I hate eating. Food is the fucking antichrist. I’m losing sleep over it. Urrghh just let me be skinny. Bye

Day 333 of 365 - 25th of November, 2011

Today I woke up at 11 and ate breakfast.

Mum and I went shopping and I got some new tracksuit pants, a long sleeve top and a nice shirt. We also got Starbucks!

Then I came home, made some gingerbread dough and went and met Isabelle and Emily!

We saw Breaking Dawn, and I cried like a baby in the wedding scene. I also found Kirsten Stewart’s body really inspiring. I want to get that thin. It looked so fragile and beautiful.

We then went out for dinner, I got a coke zero and steamed vegetables. 

We sat and talked for ages and had a really nice time. I haven’t laughed so much in ages, they are such lovely friends. 

Then we went for coffee and then I came home.

I cooked my gingerbread and ate so much of the dough like a fucking fatty.

Now I’m sitting here, looking at thinspo blogs trying to get my motivation back. fucking hell. Galapagos is killing me, I don’t like eating. I’m not done fading.

I cannot fucking weight to eat nothing again. I LOVE EATING NOTHING. My god I hate eating. Food is the fucking antichrist. I’m losing sleep over it.

Urrghh just let me be skinny.

Bye

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