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Food diary #2

Breakfast:

1 caramel instant latte (no sugar or milk): 66

1 chocolate wafer: 100

Lunch:

1 pack of crisps: 132

Dinner:

¾ tin of minnestrone soup: 95

Snack:

1 pack of neo biscuits (4 in a pack): 176

Total: 569

Calories burnt walking/ light leg lifts: 110

Total: 459

It’s halloween tomorrow and my birthday, and my boyfriend is coming over so I might treat myself tomorrow, I know i’ll feel guilty but i’ll just purge whatever I eat when I go over 600 calories - thats if I do.

I’m pretty proud of the weight i’ve lost (2nd pic is me now) and sure there’s still like 15lbs to go but man i’m still much happier than I was (weight wise)

I’m 17 tomorrow (Halloween baby ayyy) and I still look like a chubby 12 year old, like, can I just look older n less fat pls, I’m trying my best here but puberty must’ve forgotten me

Food Diary #1 (29/10/18)

Breakfast:

2 apples (190)

1 caramel instant latte (66)

Snack:

1 small chocolate wafer (100)

1 small bag of crisps (132)

Dinner:

1 small potato (130)

1 cup boiled veg (44)

Total: 662 - 105

Exercise: 105 (I only did 500 crunches spread out over 30 mins)

Total intake:557

I was aiming for below 600 so i’m pretty happy with that, i’ve been stuck on a binge purge cycle for weeks and i’ve gained a lot but i’m sO ready to lose all of this goddamn fat already.

I haven’t used this blog in forever since my last one (WitheringOrange) was taken down, but imma start postings tons of thinspo again! If you have any requests let me know and I usually get them done within a day or less❤

And yes, even though my mum bought me some sugar-free wheat bread I would still prefer “Plain *Ice cold* black coffee (Sugar-free)” because I trust what I see than what is labeled from the grocery. Yea I don’t trust food just like guys.

I’m such a fucking failure and I want to stop breathing.

I’m such a fucking failure and I want to stop breathing.


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omg i just found out why my ex best friends dropped me! it’s because i was being too “negative” all the time (aka depressed and literally suicidal) and she didn’t want to deal with me! because it’s not her responsibility! (her exact words btw) But when she was “depressed” i would talk with her for 2+ hours on the phone to make her feel better. the other one dropped me because me and my family “treated her like a pet” ???? what does that even mean. does she mean when we drove to her house at 10 at night to pick her up because she was having a panic attack? or does she mean the trip i took her on for my birthday? maybe she means when we took care of her for a week when my mom cleaned up her dogs shit and piss all over the floor. It’s like i treat people with the utmost respect and love. then they treat me like i’m some disgusting freak of nature. :P

X:-dime algo que te salga de puta madre

Yo:-sentirme insuficiente e inútil en cada cosa que me proponga hacer

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