18 May 2015

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.

11 May 2015

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

06 May 2015

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

22 April 2015

I'm on fire

All I need to do, is keep on not eating.

And I'll get there

I'll be happier



Things are ..



I don't know



I worked 32 hours in two days

Skipped many meals and lost a lot of weight



A lot more needs to go

But my abs are kinda showing for the first time in ages



And this feels so fucking good I just want more and more



It's like my ED is singing into my ears























Hey little girl is your daddy home?
Did he go away and leave you all alone?
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now, baby, is he good to you?
Can he do to you the things that I can do?
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes, it's like someone took a knife, baby
Edgy and dull, and cut a six-inch valley
Through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the
Middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire