Saturday, June 5, 2010

bones

I can't wait to see my pretty bones. I can't wait to be thin enough to fit into my size one jeans. But if I don't have the control, I don't deserve any of that. My California trip has been cancelled and now it's going to be a lot harder to resist. I know I can do it. I've done it before. resist. control. It's all about controlling my mind, not my stomach. My stomach doesn't want the food, my mind does. Food is not my friend, and I need to convince myself of that. My relationship that I have with food needs to be completely deminished. I want to see my pretty bones.





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