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Wasted For The Weekend[164.2]

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About Me

I smashed the mirror today, you left me alone. I cant escape from you, but mostly not from myself.I do believe I am running away from the person I hate most.All this wishing I was dead is getting old, old but still there. I cant hide from myself, and the hate inside the mirror...START BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE
THE ULTIMATE EATING DISORDER SURVEY
?The Proud Eating Disorder Survey?
What eating disorder(s) do you have?: Anorexia/Bulimia
How do you have this eating disorder?: Well, one day i thought if i could put it in, i could get it out. I didnt want to be fat anymore.
Why do you have this eating disorder?: Because i hate the way i look. I feel worthless and disgusting.
Are you happy with your eating disorder?: No. Im not where i want to be yet. But ill get there.
How long have you had an eating disorder?: Just about two years now.
How long do you expect to keep your eating disorder?: For life. No one realy gets over an ED.
Do you ever plan on getting rid of this eating disorder?: No.
Are you proud or ashamed of your eating disorder?: Proud. But i dont flaunt it. Too many people asking questions i dont want to answer.
Explain in full detail what you do that makes you have an eating disorder:: I eat little if nothing at all. I cut my food into small peices and rarely finish any food i start to eat. I only eat around people so they dont get suspicious.
Do people know about your eating disorder?: Some do.
Is there anyone that doesn't know about your eating disorder?: Yes. Like i said, i dont flaunt it.
Do you plan on telling everyone?: No.
If not, why are you keeping it a secret?: Because i dont want to be forced to stop. Im not at my goal yet.
If anyone knows about your eating disorder, do they bug you about it?: Yes. I get shit for it everyday.
Do you want help with your eating disorder?: No.
Do you even consider it a disorder?: I know it is, but i know that i deny denial, too.
What did your body used to look like?: Nothing but fat.
What does your body look like now?: Still hugely fat, but getting better. I dont have a double chin anymore.
Are you happy with your body now?: No.
If not, what do you want your body to look like?: I dont want to have rolls. I dont want to jiggle when i walk.
Who's body do you want your body to look like?: Many girls bodies i have seen. I just want to be beautiful.
How long do you think it will take for your body to be perfect?: Months.
What do you think it will take for your body to be perfect?: Control.
Do you just have an eating disordor, or do you exercise to?: I exercise.
What excersize(s) do you do?: Mostly sit ups, running, and push ups.
Why do you do these excersize(s)?: To gain some muscle.
How do they help?: They've made me a bit stronger than before. Also, my arms are smaller. My stomache is flatter.
If you don't excersize, why not?: See above.
When was the last time you ate?: Today. I was forced.
What was the last thing you ate?: A roll.
When do you plan on eating next?: The day after tomorrow.
How many calories, fat, carbs, sugars, etc do you consume a day?: It depends on if im around people, or what mood im in. Its hard to explain.
How many calories, fat, carbs, sugars, etc do you wish you consumed a day?: None.
What did you eat for breakfast?: Nothing.
What did you eat for lunch?: Chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn, green beans, and cake. *silently vomits*
What did you eat for dinner?: A roll.
What is your favorite ED food?: Celery and Mustard.
What foods are you allowed to eat?: Anything without fat and calories.
What foods are you not allowed to eat?: Anything with fat and over 30 calories.
What are the most tempting foods that you LOVE but yet HATE?: Cake. Ranch. Greasy things.
What helps you not think about or eat your: My what? That question was not carefully thought out.
Who is your biggest thinspiration?: No one inparticular.
Why is she your favorite thinso?: See above.
Who is your biggest famous thinspiration (someone you don't know)?: Kate Moss.
Why is she your favorite thinso?: Her beauty is effortless.
Count down your top 5 favorite thinspirations:: Id rather not.
Why are they your biggest thinspos?: See above agian.
Are you jealous of your thinspirations?: Yes.
Do you want to be like them, look like them, or have their bodies?: Yes.
Do they inspire you?: Yes.
How do they inspire you?: How their bones protrude so easily.
What do they inspire you to do?: Not eat.
What do they inspire you to be like?: Strong. Have control.
Do you think you're skinny or fat?: Fat.
What do you care about more: your weight, your size, or the way you look?: All. But i dont care what other people think. I care about what I THINK.
Are you satisfied with your weight?: No.
When will you be satisfied with your weight?: When im at 120
Are you satisfied with your size?: No.
When will you be satisfied with your size?: When im a size six.
Are you satisfied with the way you look?: No.
When will you be satisfied with the way you look?: When my skin clears up and i lose wieght.
How do you feel about your weight?: I think its out of control.
On a scale 1-10, rate yourself on your weight:: 2.
How do you feel about your size?: I think i need to be smaller.
On a scale 1-10, rate yourself on your size:: 1.
How do you feel about the way you look?: Dont like it.
On a scale 1-10, rate yourself on the way you look:: 4.
Your Starting Weight:: 196
Your Current Weight:: 167.6
Your Goal Weight:: 120.2
Your Starting Size:: Size 24 pants.
Your Current Size:: Size 13/14 pants.
Your Goal Size:: Six.
Describe what you looked like when you started:: Messy, short, fat, rolly.
Describe what you look like currently:: Same, but less.
Explain in full detail how you want to look in the end:: I want to have skinny arms. I want my thighs not to touch. I want a flat stomache.
Will your eating disorder ever end even when you get to your goal look?: Probably not.
Why will you keep this eating disorder after you're perfect?: Because the search for perfection never ends.
What is perfection mean to you?: It means being empty. Being pure. Being light as air.
Do you think you're beautiful?: No.
How do you feel about yourself (on the outside)?: I have never been pretty. My ED is my last and only hope.
How do you feel about yourself (on the inside)?: I hate myself. Im not exagerating. I just want to love myself, but i cant if i look the way i do.
Do you love yourself or hate yourself?: See above.
Is your body perfect?: No.
Do you want your body to be perfect?: Yes.
Describe the PERFECT BODY:: Skinny arms and legs, flat stomache, clear skin, thick and shiney hair, nice tan, and a bit of muscle.
Do you know anyone who has this perfect body?: No.
Who?: ...
Are you really hardcore or pretty chill about your eating disorder?: HxC
Are you having fun with your eating disorder or is does life feel limited?: Limited. Its hell, but i WILL succeed.
Do you love your eating disorder?: Yes.
Do you love your way of life?: No. I have to hide who i am because people wouldnt like the real me.
What inspires your eating disorder (what helps you not be tempted to eat)?: Looking at myself in the mirror.
Are there any pressures with your eating disorder, if so what pressures?: Yes. I feel like if i dont get skinny soon, ill lose myself. Ill die.
Do you ever feel sick or faint because of your eating disorder?: Yes.
What do you do if you feel that way?: I lay down, or ignore it.
What is your ultimate goal with this eating disorder?: To be able to wear shorts and a tight tank top without feeling self concious.
Are you happy with your resaults from your eating disorder?: No. I could have been so much better.
Do you have any ED tips for a pro or a newbie just getting started?: Stay focused. Never let yourself slip. This is a battle. If you dont win, life will be nothing but dissapointment and failure.
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My Interests

"I'll tell you everything that is really nothing, and nothing of what is everything. Do not be fooled by what I am saying. Please listen carefully and try and hear what I'm not saying."You wake up, go to the mirror. You hate what you see. You are in a war you will not win. FAT, UGLY, FAILURE: words that echo in your head. You grab your water and walk out the door. Your stomach growls because you've missed breakfast, *again*. Safe and alone, you pull out your pills and swallow a handful, one by one. More water. void any and all mirrors. Envy those whose bones protrude effortlessly. You feel the stares around you, paranoia: they are obviously talking about you. Constantly moving, you burn more calories you've not consumed. More pills, more water. Avoid meals: hundreds of excuses. Freezing: always so cold. More water, more pills. Now run. Run hard, you can barely breathe. Your legs could collapse underneath you, your chest in agonizing pain. You keep going. Push harder, you cannot quit.Hours later, you finally give in. More water, more pills. Step on the scale and hate what you see. It will never be enough. Undress and glare at your reflection. Searching for bones that are covered, deep below the fat.All alone, late into the night: crunches and calisthenics. You cannot sleep....you exercise before finally crawling into bed, exhausted and in tears. Weeping until you fall asleep, only to wake up soon after, only to begin it all again.You are alone. Your only focus to attain perfection. You've shut your family out. You've pushed your friends away. You are in control and "Ana" is your only friend. "She" is the only one who wants you to win. You've personified a disease, but only "she" understands."Nothing. Nothing is wrong and asking is against the rules.Crying is against the rules, too. You're strong, dont let them break you. They are trying to destroy you."You repeat this cycle every day, consuming more water, more pills. You search for bones and veins. You become manic...and numb.You forgot how to feel. So you take a razor, a knife, anything that will hurt you. You want to bleed, you want to bruise. You force your body to feel.You are all alone now; your friends dont understand you, and you've shut out the ones who've tried to care. You focus on perfection. You just want to be happy, but you are miserable. Depressed."I know whats it like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in, but can't. How you hurt youself on the outside to try and kill the the thing thats on the inside."Each day you wake up, you want to die. You go through the motions each day: water, pills, pain, hurt. Now, you are just waiting. Waiting for the day you wont wake up. It cann't come fast enough."How can you understand me, when I dont understand myself?""If you don't understand my words, you will never understand my silence."You pop pills every day and exercise and never sleep. You are constantly moving and self-hating. You hurt yourself physically because you are numb inside. You only cry on the inside and your self-destrcutive behavior has intensified.You've proven your thesis that no-body-loves-me-everyone-hates-me-guess-ill-just-eat-worms. "See?" You get to say. "I knew you'd give up on me. I knew you'd leave.""I feel sometimes that no one has ever held me down and forced me to cry or made me hug them or got to the inside of me. It's like I say, "oh, im fine" and walk away. Nobody's ever said "no, you're not...."You can get better. Or you can get dead. Or you can deny it all, like you've always done, and continue to kill yourself, slowly, and painfully. Yes, thats what you will do."People want to beleive your okay, so it's easy to pretend your okay.""We turn skeletons into goddess and look to them as if they might teach us how not to need."

I'd like to meet:

Everything to me is hallucinating... Are you hallucinating? The sky is twilling around the night. Ever the sky and night had exist?To my eyes, everything is a candy. So enchanted. So Alluring. But does they or them exists after all?The air that I breathe is bitter. The evergreen trees grows so tall as it could touch the heaven. I utterly believed that the ground when I first time walked upon on, had deepened its pit below my feet.Everything began to blend like it was only mere painting. I shocked myself that I am losing a ordinary sense. Sun seems so luminous than before. Does the sun exists?I even don't know what the Time is. I even don't know what the Life is. I even don't know what the Death is. I even don't know Who Am I. Or What Am I...As I could tell, everything began to shoot right pass me. Like the traffic. To my distraught expression, I was wisping away into...what?Now where am I? Who am I? What am I? How I exists?Although, everything...doesn't exists, after all. Everything that we see was just a brilliant illusion! The powerful illusion from himself, God. But his name really is God? He was just a mere man with immortal eye of Illusions.Hallucinating as we are. Illusions are enchanted. Illusions are alluring. We are the Illusions.

Heroes:

The Lloyd. (Papa) The Pam. (Mama) The Smashley. The Heather. The Gerard. The Mikey. The Ray. The Bob. The Frank. The BoB*.

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IM SELLING ALL MY INVENTORY!

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Promise.

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