Yesterday, I had soup at noon, then around 7pm, I ate four biscuits right before going out to get drunk
I got home around 2am, then went to the bathroom on my knees to throw up
But as someone with emetophobia, it was amazing (almost nothing, no noise)
More anorexia, less trauma
A few days ago, I wrote a letter to my bsf saying I wanted to kms, but that remembering that I had her and others stuffs made me want to keep going.
And there's a good chance she'll receive it on April 1st 🤡
I just smoked too much, it feels like drinking but without the cals
Even if drinking feels more chaotic, a lovely chaos, but annoying at the same time
I love smoking, getting drunk and hooking up
Why am I a bitch with an ED instead of an overconfident douchebag ?