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  <description>Alright. Well, I&apos;ve hit an end here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pissed off at myself today. Really, really pissed. I keep half-stepping around losing weight. I tell myself I&apos;ll do the SHD, which is crap because I&apos;m eating enough soup to choke a horse and cheating left and right and being a stupid fucker about it. I try the SMD, but I keep having a 400 calorie day and then five 800 calorie days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, obviously I can&apos;t diet. I&apos;m just a weak, stupid, fat piece of crap who can&apos;t stick to anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So forget it. Forget food. I am fasting until we go to Florida at the end of the month. Totally fucking fasting. Forget how good things taste and how much my stomach burns. I need that burn. I need to feel the pain of my body eating itself instead of food. I want to be miserable and unhealthy. I want to have to use some of the tips for hiding my fasting. I want to have to make excuses and make people feel better, instead of people telling me whatever I want to do is fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. You think having people breathing down your neck isn&apos;t fun? Try having other people let you do whatever the fuck you want because you&apos;re obviously not doing enough. It makes me feel like such utter shit that my best friend isn&apos;t concerned at all about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to lose so much weight so fast that people don&apos;t recognize me after not seeing me for a couple of weeks. I want stomach pain and hunger and weakness and light headedness. I want to stay at the gym for at least four hours a pop and work my ass off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Yeah. That&apos;s what I&apos;m going to do. I&apos;m making my announcement on the lists, so I have witnesses. So I would be ashamed to break it. But I think I&apos;ll post details themselves on my personal journal, which I&apos;ve never actually posted in before. Because I&apos;m doing this for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck food. It doesn&apos;t control me anymore, not after this morning. Not at all. I&apos;m tired of see-sawing around the same few pounds. I&apos;m tired of living as a fat ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else wants to go into this with me, you&apos;re more than welcome. I could use a person or two to help me out, because this is big time. This is serious. This will work. Because if it doesn&apos;t, then I&apos;m going to punish myself by getting so fat I choke to death on my own flab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water. Maybe fruit juice as a reward now and then. Vitamins. Metabolife, Diet Fuel, and if I get a heart attack or something it&apos;s because I deserve it. I&apos;m tired of being a healthy ana. Anyone want in? I make it sound so tempting, don&apos;t I? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very least, wish me luck, girls. Or reply telling me what a waste of space fatass I am. Either way, I&apos;ll thank you.</description>
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