Freezing My Ass Off

I’m sitting in english and I’m so cold that I have my legs tucked up into my coat and my arms are only out so I can write this. Yesterday was a success, was so far beneath my calorie goal, I allowed myself 1/3 cup of ice cream! My dad brought home a baker’s dozen (13) glazed donuts and it took every ounce of self-control to not binge and purge, I knew that if I even smelled those sweet, delicious calorie-filled, fattening, cellulite inducing little cakes, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself. Then, my dad kept trying to push them on me and telling me to have one. Believe me, I wanted one (or rather, ALL OF THEM), but I refuse to ruin my diet this time.


5′ 6″



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