The saddest thing

.. is not when a blogger of the blogorexia drops out.
The saddest thing is when his/her blog turns into a spam thing about food/movies on streaming 7whatever junk that pollutes your blog feed until you cancel them from your reading list and you'll never know it they'll ever be back.
Marcus, I still miss you. It's been years since you last blogged, but you are one who really and truly inspired me. I do hope you are doing well and hopefully you dropped off because you are happy.

Lucy Shadow's weekend

the weekend:
binge binge binge run purge binge binge run purge binge binge binge run purge binge binge run purge binge binge binge run purge binge binge run purge binge binge binge run purge binge binge run purge

Dear darling

How about me enjoying the moment for once?

Those weeks resolved into working (90%), running (8%, did 21km on Sunday) and cocaine (2%).

My self hurting is derailing - under my (still) thick mane of hair, by scalp is bleeding in dozens of places. Fuck me.

In the meanwhile, I'm finally (although barely) below 125lbs.
I really need to get to 120 lbs before I go to Greece (hence in 20 days).

the rest doesn't matter.

No wonder they tell me I look pale