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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.


Location

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!
42K
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Friday, July 1, 2011

just finished my tests.

i wonder if anyone reads this, but if you do or are a follower, i just want to say:

THANKS MATE! ♥
i love you guys!!!
i mean it!


i wonder how you guys got/came here. (tell me!)

cause i intentionally picked a not so obviously ED based/ED related name to avoid all the wanas that crowd the internet.

so kudos to you if you didn't just google proana and hopped on to read this blog.
i could have easily titled this, proana anamia blog or some crappy shit like that. but that would be utterly vile.

it sort of means alot to me, how we're all supposed to be picture perfect, plastic mannequins made for the sole purpose of being put up for display for everyone else's viewing pleasure and judegement.
how we're losing ourselves, we're just here to please the world.
just another pretty picture on the wall, just another pretty doll on the shelf.

and how we're always hiding behind this mask,
in half self denial.
cause one day we're going to die from this ED of self control that keeps us sane enough to survive in this concrete jungle called life.

and we're all just pretending to have a good time,
dancing with strangers that we'll never dare let into the darkest parts of our lives.

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