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Name: Fallen Country: United States State: California Metro: Orange County Birthday: 7/21/1982 Gender: Female
Interests: I enjoy dancing. It makes me happy. When I feel alone or happy or sad, I blast the music and dance. I dream as I do it and I smile. I love to write. Well, I don't love it, but I tend to do it often so I have grown fond of it.
My main interest is making people happy.
I love teaching and making children smile.
I love being happiness.
Another interest are photos. Black and white to be specific. Pictures that dispaly the truth of life. Expertise: Making people feel loved. Making them see what they really are. The good they really posses. I guess my greatese expertise is trying to make myself the way the world wants me to be.....Trying to be perfect Occupation: Other Industry: Other
Message: message me AIM: spinintink721
Member Since:
11/28/2005
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| So I am really not sure why I am writing here....BUT I AM GAINING WEIGHT EVERY SECOND I AM LIVING....it isn't stopping and I can't take it...Then I think maybe I will measure myself...so I do. What have I come to find....my stomach is the only thing that has changed. I have grwn around the waist and its not ok....BABY?!?!?!?! I hope not...I am really thinking because I feel the same stuff again...and the throwing has been in the morning. But yesterday it was when I took a shower. The smell of the shampoo was not ok. And I threw up. And I have been eating and craving.
I hope I am just PMSing...but thats it....I was suppose to start and no sign of it. I need to just calm down. I need to just stop worrying. Maybe I am ok. I will have to go check SOON...and not with the person I was going to go with.....I need to go with someone else....I just don't know who.
UGH!!!!! I am not sure whats going on....but I hope its not as bad as I think. I just can't say anything right now....and if it is....I have a lot to plan out...alot to do....
FUCK!!!!! I need to throw up again | | |
| So I ate so much this weekend. I ate a lot of shit from TGIF on saturday and I couldn't handle it. Then I started to think about stuff from my past. And I got really upset. I began to flip out and remember a lot of shit and I guess I wanted the world to end. So today I wrote on my other xanga all about it. And I feel a little better now.
Then on sunday I had eaten so many pancakes and so much other shit. And for lunch we went to taco bell. I was so against eating fast food on the weekends for the factthat I barely eat any during the week. If I do its when I am with certain people.
And yesterday I had chinease....yeah I think that was about it. Well, in the morning I had a half a sandwich that had peanut butter and bananas, then a few cheeze its and a starbucks.
Today I decided to write here because I haven't eaten a thing and I was pissed. At first my friend asked what I ate and I was like well, I just woke up...but then I have been so busy doing this and that....then I forgot to eat. So now its about one and still nothing. But am I hungry...NOPE...do I really want to eat....actually I do...but with the fucked up car I can't go anywhere and there is really nothing here. I mean nothing. So I have to find something before my frined comes over and flips out.
Well, I am off to get shit ready for work and all. | | |
| So tell me why the fuck I couldn't eat yesterday. I mean there was no reason. I set the ten billion alarms saying to eat. I wrote it all day. I decided to make a point plan to get better....and I decided not to write here very much. But now I sit near the scale and see the fat that is me.
But the funny thing is that this morning when I got home the scale was out and well, I used it. I was not the weight I thought. I was 142. Before I was 146 again. And I would cry. But is it good that I am 142. But then after work I weigh my fat ass and I am 147. Ummm yeah so yesterday the not eating did me good. But then I begin to think....HELLO YOU FAT DUMB ASS....THIS IS WHAT YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSE TO BE DOING.....WEIGHING, CHECKING, MEASURING, AND WHAT DO YOU DO? UGH!!!!!! YOU ARE SUCH A FAILURE......
But then I realize I have let you down....but then I have let ana/mia down....but I don't think I want to even know of ana/mia any longer. Its been so much of a struggle and no one really knows because....well, I really have no one to talk to about it or the people who kind of know....DON'T UNDERSTAND
I am far to strong to fall back into this....and the sad thing is that there are a few people that have noticed that I am......and I didn't even realize it....so last night as I felt I was about to pass out and I felt myself shaking.....I asked for food....FUCK....maybe I can let this go....maybe all I need to do is have faith that I can.....
But how do I convince myself that letting go of ana/mia really is a good thing?
I'm so lost right now and I need someone....but I feel so alone.......
I AM ALONE
NO ONE UNDERSTANDS | | |
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she knows she could never be good enough for you, but she still tries anways.
dont worry about me, in the end i will be fine, im just the girl forgotten, the girl always left behind.
youre not something i deserve.
smile even though your heart is breaking.
im so tired of pretending everythings okay, my tears are starting to show, and my smile is fading away.
i was never beautiful enough for you anyways.
im the girl, the one thats always lost. the one with the fake smile && the girl who seems to be so strong, but daily continues to break. that girl who is always there and seems to have no problems of her own. the one who holds back tears until shes off the phone. | | | |
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Before
Height: 5'4 1/2 Bust: 34 inches (lost 2 inches) Waist: 28 inches (lost 1 inch) Hips: 40.3 inches (lost 0.6 inches)
HW: was 152 LW: 106 (18 years old) GW: 120 (maybe less) CW: 150 UGH!!!!
After
Height: 5'4 1/2....they said 5'5 Bust: 35 inches (could have been the bra) Waist: 24 Hips: 38.7
New
HW: ...this time I went up to 158 LW: Still 106 (18 years old) GW: Now 110...but not with ana/mia CW: Last week it was 136....just weighed mysself at 143
WHATEVER.....I AM ME AND THATS ALL I CAN BE | | |
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