Thinspiration

I find thinspiration in most things. I wanna dare my self to say everything, but I wont. Its weird that when I see thinspiration all around in my life, how I still always seem to fail. Give in. Let temptation rule me...

Take orders from a cookie.

I bet alot of you judge me now. Maybe some even label me as a "wanna" (note to readers, the stupidest expression in eating disorder history. And supposedly the name of someone wishing for an eating disorder). I am not. I am however, bulimic. And I don't want to be. I want to be thin. And you don't become thin with bulimia.

Bulimia is probably the hardest battle I've ever fought, and is still fighting. It's sneaky, cruel and vicious, and let's not forget, oh so expensive.

I made a thinspiration-board some time ago, I won't show it though. Someone I know personally finding this blog would be bad enough... And it wouldn't exactly help that they found their picture on my collage of thinspiration. Not a risk I dare to take.

You will get plenty of my thinspiration in time anyways.

Your fat cell A, Sincerely.