As I get fatter and fatter, I yearn for that vocation, that calling, that muse I used to be able to follow.
All my life I longed to be skinny, but now it's a cry within my soul, hidden deep under the fat. And now I wonder, Ana, where have you been, and will I ever see you again? You've been a gift, for better and for worse, but now you seem to have gone.
All my life I longed to be skinny, but now it's a cry within my soul, hidden deep under the fat. And now I wonder, Ana, where have you been, and will I ever see you again? You've been a gift, for better and for worse, but now you seem to have gone.
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I've felt this way. Until recently I am bigger then I ever wanted to be again and this past week that voice has started to come back.
Sometimes Ana just decides to leave. It's not so bad x
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