I can't do this anymore. Food is making me literally sick. I don't want it anymore. I'm off the shit.
Though I'm pretty pumped up for the revival of my dear friend Ana, I have a funny feeling me and Mia are going to become very close before I can find my true friend.
We'll see. When one is sick of food, one pukes. When one is sick of puking, the cards are all on the table and one knows what she must do. Forgive my profanity but I've said this before and I'll say it again. Fuck food. Food is the enemy. I believe in salvation through starvation.
Wish me luck.
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