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Welcome♥

i hope you like oranges. and kiwis.
and lemons.and oranges.
i like oranges. they're really pretty. and nice.like goldfishes. and the sun.


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Floating in dreamland. where all the foods are imaginary.
and all the people are nice.
And even if they weren't we could always wake up.

Oneday.

tomorrow. (maybe)

The Girl



>>is way too fat.


Height: 5'7"
CW: 106 (47.7kg) D:
HW: 119


Old Goals: 112!

GW1: 110! (50)
by 23 mar


GW2: 107 (48.5)
by 31 mar

REACHED!
(11 Nov)

GW3: 105 (47.5)
by 20 Nov


GW4: 103 (46.5/47)
by 31 Nov


GW5: 100 (45.5)
by 31 Dec



UGW: 99 (45)


UUGW: 97

UUGW: to be ethereal. weightless. like those beautifully crafted paper dolls and the air.


Other Goals:

10K REACHED!
21K REACHED!
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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

i would NEVER go out in the public in a bikini like that if i was that fat.
posing my arse off.

call me sore but babe i can see your fat rolls under the sun.
and so I'll pass on the fun and the life you stole from me.
I'll stay at home and work my skinny (well not yet, but will be) butt off.

take what you can, but i won't ever fail me.

one day I'll have the pretty hipbones that stick out,
one day, my clavicles will suffice, won't need your flashy gems
each line, obtained in perfection will be my ornament
like battle scars, only prettier.

i will be my own beauty.
won't need the false pretentious cover-ups
my will and determination will give me the shine no flashy camera can ever give you

vanity will rear it's ugly head
and we'll see who's left the victor.

fucking bitch.


*in case it's still not obvious enough, it's about a bunch of people who i used to hang with, but something happened.and i just saw something that triggered this.*

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